My morning was so boring it will have you snoring
I was a bohemian comedian on the median seeking expedient soup ingredients for feeding my needing group of miscreants
I was sassing as cars were passing, I'd collect my taxing and throw it to the pile I'd been massing
I was a Canadian comedian on the median by the stadium and I'm paid a sum while I sit on my bum; soon I'll be sharing what I made with me chums
The cup I'd been shaking was filled with my taking and nearly breaking
I was an arcadian comedian on the median making poor decisions, risking car collisions, fishing my first million
And I'm casting to end my fasting; fill our bellies everlasting
And in my tedium this disobedient comedian left the median; counted my change and my wage was just medium
