I reserve my tears for twice a year
Two days after he died I cried
In sadness instead of laughter this time
His tall tales are like 10-story buildings
whose points become references
long after the architect kicks the can.
His anecdotes are winding staircases of moths
that trip up, then delight the audience, SNL and elsewhere, upsetting standards of other comics
If you like to stretch your comedy dollar
Or chuckle at Germany or North Korea
Here is Norm, humour in human form.