When the sad worldly din,
starts to close in-
I notice a dearth of humor,
the lightness of laughter
I seek after,
from the ministry of mirth.
Last Thursday my daughter told me
that week's food bill was $303,
we are a household of five,
we do our best to get by,
instead of a sigh and exasperated moan,
I busted out laughing once off the...
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