Today you've found the fevers and are joking.
With neurotic cells you still make a good jest
listening well I 'm chuckling and smoking
For humor yours is by far the best.
I'm jealous for my humor is too slow
It detains then all is just a bogg.
Even though at times you sleep deep below
you awaken to flutter and hover the best.
Your clowning lightens the hearts of kings
and brings in the children laughing
if I could yet with a voice just sing
perhaps I'd bring an audience gaffing