Chuckling Poem by Robert Edgar Burns

Chuckling

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I love a cowboy’s yodel,
And a cuckoo clock’s cuckoo.
I fear the sound a lion makes,
Unless he is at the zoo!

Larry of the Three Stooges,
Used to do a lot of knuckling,
And I always feel my very best
Just when I’m simply chuckling!

The digest says that laughter
Is the very best medicine of all.
Put some laughter on your faces,
And walk away from a numbing pall.

When people are pointing fingers,
There are four more still pointing back.
Just grab a smile, slap it on your face,
And answer them all “quack quack! ”

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