Sir Laugh a Lot Jack E

Sir laugh a lot Our P Soup jester Offers highs by way of remedy Pushing smiles for ill's that fester Break of day smiles For sleepy peepers Wee hour hilarity for Insomniac creepers Family time funnin With old Jack E When dinner is done Sure beats the TV Because his Quatrains Often come many a day That delicate balance of Wisdom and play If not for Jack E where would I be Those hours when sleep eludes His happy nature though naughty be In rhymes his loving soul exudes His comments always lift us up Make us feel like hall of famers P Soup Email every day Awaiting new poem sustainers Love that guy with all my heart He's sweet as sweet can be Our own sweet Santa doing his part A Canadian friend with a guarantee For he'll be there in his easy chair Thinking of how to blow our minds Talk of old men in their underwear And how all the pretty ladies do shine He's a papa to the many Young at heart though 70's old Never met a man so friendly A New Year cheers to his heart of gold