When life is good and life is fun,
There is one,
Who makes you want to run.
His appearance is sudden,
For hidden as he has been,
He’s been working unseen.
Out he comes by sleight of hand,
But there he is, you can’t put him back.
He’s the joker in the pack.
This joker sees the bigger picture,
Puts you in it and gives it colour,
Offering you dimensions you yourself have never seen.
Where does he come from this joker?
Why does he exist?
Is there a rationale? You wonder.
Yet, there he is large as life,
Grinning away, giving your life colour,
He is the joker in the pack.
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