Waiting for the Punchline

You might say hey, I lost my sense of humor

I'm quite surprised I didn't lose it sooner

Why waste your breath on anything less

Then talk so trivial

As a man who ran out of material

Why did the chicken go across the road

To get to the other side

I'm still waiting for the punchline

Whoever said the grass always grows

Greener on the other lied

I'm still waiting for the punchline

The good ol' days I was known to wear a smile

Like all good things they've gone out of style

I will admit, usually a quick wit

I found bemusing

What used to be, no longer are amusing

Why did the chicken go across the road

To get to the other side

I'm still waiting for the punchline

Whoever said the grass always grows

Greener on the other lied

I'm still waiting for the punchline

It's nothing that you said,

No nothing that you did

Must have been a bad joke,

That's gone over my head

What me worry, another tragedy

The latter plus time, equals comedy

Why can't I get to the other side