Sense Of Rumour Poem by Deluke Muwanigwa

Sense Of Rumour

My sense of humour is highly developed.
Even laughing where someone eloped
My eyes seeing things
All types of scenes

Ears hearing all sorts
No matter how short
Mind quickly packaging the information
In neat formations

Comparing and contrasting
With what sent me laughing
If there's a hit
I go into an involuntary fit

Expelling short bursts of air
Leaving some scratching their hair
Wondering what's funny
What's punny

Sometimes i laugh so hard
Like it's an art
Eyes in tears
And fears

Of pissing
Hissing
Tooting
On the wrong footing.

I do not gossip
Gossip putting me to sleep
Despite my outsized sense of humour,
No sense of rumour

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