Those Funny Bones

Once upon a time when I was a child I’d play very hard, I was really wild I would ride my bike all over the street I’d do cartwheels for the children I’d meet. Then one day I fell down, hit my elbow I shouldn’t have tried to put on a show I started to cry, ran to my mother She began to smile, seemed not to bother. She told me “Now dry your eyes for you see It’s called a funny bone, just like your knee If you hit one you will begin to smile And it won’t hurt after a little while.” Now that I’m old when my funny bone’s hit It’s hard to smile for it hurts quite a bit But when I think of her words way back then The tears flow down my cheeks into my grin!