Merriment
Vic Chesnutt
An old woman in a wig
And a mule eating a fig
Caterpillar on a twig shouldn't flitter
Fella hanging from a clock
Someone falling from a dock
Little ripple showing shock and then we titter
Chubby kid upon a trike
Opened up the dyke
She nearly lost her water
Heals a haggard soul
Reflex to cajole
Bust your ass and soothe his cancer
Then the tragedy within
Gets the audience to grin
So you stop to start again but then it's ending
Shooting oneself in the foot
Catch oneself with a fishing hook
Elementary textbook comic devices
For the common good
Take a little nug
Who's to say we should or should not giggle
Bless the idiot
That makes us split a gut
Roses for the butt of our merriment