Treasure Island

Linda Winchell

(still working on it! / Chicago Illinois)

'Laughter'


If you need to heal what ales ya
go and laugh a hour or so.
Then all your aches and troubles will flee
you'll be much better off you know.

Take some time to make a funny face
that's all ya need to do.
Then someone might be watching
and they'll make one back at you!

Find a funny movie
go and share it with a friend
Then all your problems won't seem so large
and maybe they will even end?

See the brighter side of things
it's better then the dark.
Let one fly in a grocery store
go ahead let it rip, and give the world a fart!

Laugh you fool laugh and run
for the store managers after you.
See I made you laugh didn't I
that was all I was trying to do!

Submitted: Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Edited: Tuesday, June 02, 2009

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