I've lost my sense of humour
Can't think when I had it last
I know it was there
When I cut my own hair
But that was three weeks past
I'm wondering where I've left it
I'm thinking where could it be
I had it in town
When I squeezed in that gown
I was sure a 12 would fit me
You know I've just had a thought
My daughter was giggling last night
A sight rarely seen
From my cross, crabby teen
Perhaps she took it in spite
Has she taken my sense of humour
Along with everything I own
Not content with just money
She wanted my funny
And has left me with her moan and groan
Will I live like this forever.
No smiles, just narks and niggles
Maybe its worth
All the humour on earth
To see her in fits of the giggles
Okay girl, you can keep it
But remember if I'm on your case
When my humour is flowing
I'm more easy going
And less likely to be in your face
On second thoughts, just keep some
Throw humour into the pot
I know a teen
is moody and mean
But why not give laughing a shot
pain, doubt, fear of loosing joy all these ideas came in to yur poem. it is clear and easy to understand. thank u for sharing. tony
stanza 4: did you leave out a word, or did P H steal it? ! to MyPoemList. a wonderfully humorous story about humour/humor and mother/daughter. bri :)
The value of humor is here creatively composed.
Interesting and well structured. Great thought pattern.10+
I think you got your humour back in the end...I think the title is funny too...funnyness makes life a joke, that doesn't sound right oh well you know thanks and regards
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lovely! You have the gift of poetry and the natural flow of your words are so enjoyable to read. 10+++++