Life as a comedy

Jester Pedro i could have told you that slip, was showing and a blush, or a slip of words, showing your true intentions or a waggle of a tongue, not like my dog bringing happiness to the crowd. though i cannot fathom why, when the brat whines too much and still the audience cheers, i just follow the crowd blending in. it's what you want isn't it? do not stick out? so i try, how hard i have tried, no one appears to notice because a slip is showing, the audience admires the slip till the clown falters, hits his hips then the mess is not so very pleasant. hey, someone help that poor man up eh? ... ... no one moves, each and everyone pretending they have suddenly gone blind, deaf and not able to feel. then the curtain closes and each and everyone lets out a breath. it is no slip when no one is watching and i do not know if i should cry or laugh for each and everyone they all had their reasons.