Half Past Giggle Time
It's half past giggle time
Around these happy parts
It always begins with a silly grin
That's the way it usually starts
Then just like rolling thunder
Much laughter fills the air
Bunches of silly snortles are heard
With titterings here and there
Each one is quite unique
An individual kind of thing
Some uncontrollable snorting noises
At times embarrassing
There's young Harry from Hoboken
Who giggles like a wee girl
And that Nancy lady from Nantucket
Whose eyeballs swirl and twirl
There ain't no rhyme or reason
Why people chuckle so
So giggle away, my very good friends
That's the stuff! Way to go!
Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2022
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