Rustin Jessen

October 26, 2024

Tell me what made you laugh

Tell me the last time you laughed till you wheezed,
till you hiccupped and snuffled and slumped to your knees!
Did you snicker so hard you went flippity-flop,
with a snorty-snoo sound you just couldn’t stop?

Did your giggles go bonkers, all wibble and whack,
till you jiggled and juggled and fell on your back?
Did you blurt out a honk, a big snarfly-sneeze,
till your laugh broke loose like a breeze through the trees?

Did you hiccup and blurble and chuckle so grand
that you looked like a flibberty-flubbering stand?
Were you trying to stifle, to keep it all in,
but it bubbled and blurted, a laugh-you-can’t-win?

Did it happen somewhere you meant to stay cool,
but your snickers escaped like a runaway mule?
Were you giggly and goggly, a snickerfied heap,
left snorfled and snurgled and way out of deep?

I want to hear it, the tale of that glee—
of the laugh that burst free like a snizzwhoppity spree!
Tell me, oh tell me, I’m begging you now—
what tickled you silly and cracked you ker-pow?