Cringe and Punishment

In the kingdom of Punlandia
While drinking their drafts
Joked punsters and jesters  
Who loved a good laugh
They'd quip and they'd quibble
With tongues sharp as knives  
Creating wordplay and puns
To the groans of their wives
 
"Why did the scarecrow become a politician"
One asked in jest
"Because he was outstanding in his field
You must attest"
The groans were aplenty
The cringe it did grow
As puns kept on coming
Like an unstoppable flow
 
"Why don't scientists trust atoms"  
Another did query
"Because they make up everything"
Thats not funny my deary
A cringy delight
It seemed without end
Each pun a new level
Of humor to bend
 
"What do you call cheese that isn't yours"
One more chimed in
"Nacho cheese"  they shouted  
With a cringe worthy grin
"Let's taco 'bout something else"
Said the pun jester king
"Because these puns are becoming
Quite the thing"
 
"Are you feeling cold? Stand in the corner"
He said with a sigh
"Its always 90 degrees there"
He winked with an eye
The barmates cringed and groaned
But they couldn't deny
The pun game was strong
Even if humor was dry
 
In punlandia they thrived  
On this playful charade
For cringe and for puns
Is where there art is laid
So here's to the cringers
With puns that do sting
May your wordplay be endless
And humor the king