I say, I say, I say,
Is there a laughter-life?

You know, a place for
The rebirth
Of mirth,
Font of human humour:
From wind-break smile to
Knowing grin, then with sound -
Gooing and giggling,
Then with movement -
Crawling and wriggling...
... to stand-up comedy!

Now it's Time for playground banter -

Girl: You can't hear me because you have
sponge, jelly and custard in your ears.

Boy: I know, I'm a trifle deaf!

Now it's Time for pantomime -

Corny jokes and busty blokes,
Custard pies and slapping thighs,
Uproarious cheers in the rafters
And lots of 'Happy Ever Afters'!

Now it's Time for alternative gags -

Q. How many shrinks does it take to change a lightbulb?

A. Only one, but the lightbulb must want to change.

I say, I say, I say,
I'm going to die laughing.

Poetry by Christopher Fernie The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2021-09-26 at 13:23

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