Old jokes tend to come around again,
Again…
And yet again,
Taking slightly different
twists and turns
To find familiar ends,
Hoping for a belly laugh,
A smile
Or maybe just a grin,
Told by strangers in a
crowd, or
Shared in secret with a
friend.
All God’s children love
to laugh at
Quips or capers,
Prank or pun,
Silly little anecdotal
memories
Relayed in fun.
Whether to an audience of
fifty million,
Or just one,
Lifts a world from
darkness
With a candy-coated slice
of sun.
Makes a gleeful spirit
shout,
“Hey, did you hear the
one about…”
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