Ain’t laughter the greatest thing
When spontaneous and uncontrolled,
And all decorum takes wing,
And you’ve only your sides to hold?
Until you are a blubbering fool,
Gasping for breath on the ground;
With eyes watering you begin to drool
And you know you’re no longer sound.
Ain’t it just the greatest thing
Upon the ground to roll;
When laughter you are able to bring
From the very depth of your soul?
For touched by the gods you’ve been
Such laughter from heaven is sent
And into the meaning you’ve seen
When with laughter you are bent.
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