Funny Man Mitch

In the silver can should be tennis balls

All of his jokes are off the wicked walls

Some mixed-up line or some jumbled prose

Darkened glasses might be set upon his nose

He’d be awfully sober and sound truly fried

He’d crack a smirk because he tried

Too hard or not hard enough, he didn’t care

He had fans here and there, almost everywhere

A comic said, a hippie who spouts poems beat

All the anecdotes and silly tales are simply neat

He may have been one of the all-time greats

Turning down movie roles for staged dates

Apparently, he had a severe case of fright

But he entertained up there every single night

He bought a doughnut and got paper and ink

It’d be funny if he cracked on the kitchen sink

In time, he’ll be compared to Carlin and Pryor

Too bad he suffered through a drug-laden mire

His jokes are timeless, they will be quoted

Through the afterlife, his soul will be floated

Onward and upward, through the great wide pitch

We hold a candle for you, Funny Man Mitch

Author's Note

Reviews

[Emily Rae]

nice way to eulogize someone who has touched your life with the gift of humor.

[Tkess]

"I sit in my hotel at night and think of something that's funny and then I go get a pen and write 'em down. Or, if the pen's too far away, I have to convince myself that what I thought of, ain't funny."

I love Mitch. One of the funnest comedians ever. For me he is up there with Carlin, Hicks, and Wright. This is a great eulogy for a great comedian.