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Laughter

A laugh, a smile,

a teasing glance.

A joke, a look,

a funny stance.

Make me grin,

fall in the bin--

then lift me out again!

I squeel! I roar!

oh no! I'm on the floor!

Be quick! Be still...

oh great, I need a pill...

What's that? You go?

Why, it cannot be so!

Well, cheers! Farewell!

I'll ring the parting bell.

Goodbye! Sweet sorrow...

oh well!

We'll laugh some more tomorrow!

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Written by
chenoa
Published
Jul 4, 2010
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Notes

I wrote this after having dinner with the missionaries. When we came back to the house, we had some pretty good laughs. I felt like I had quite an exercise by the time they left and I was in the mood to write something wacky.

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