Merriment

An old woman in a wig and a mule eating a fig

Caterpillar on a twig shouldn't flitter

Fella hanging from a clock, someone falling from a dock

Little ripple showing stock and then we titter

Chubby kid upon a trike opened up the dyke

She nearly lost her water heals a haggard soul

Reflex to cajole bust your ass to soothe his cancer

Then the tragedy within gets the audience to grin

So you stop to start again but it's ending

Shooting one's self in the foot

Catch one's self with a fishing hook

Elementary textbook comic devices for the common good

Take a little nug

Who's to say we should or should not giggle?

Bless the idiot that makes us split a gut

Roses for the butt of our merriment