And I've been in stitches More times Than a needlepoint plaque! Yes, happiness has caught me Creased up and crying Doubled over And rolling in the aisles I've bust a gut, cracked up Thought I was dying When I got lock jaw Through an overzealous smile! Happiness has left me Panting madly Struggling to find a breath In a great guffaw But more than that It's made me feel quite shameful When a chuckling chortle's caused me To wet my drawers! All in all You're welcome to your merriment But in my case It's just not working out The risk assessment's proven Joy's too damaging So, I'll medicate on misery Through a pout.
If I surrender to the pressure Of the weighted sandbags Swollen with my woes And allow the gritty contents To consume me I would find release Within death's throes Or better I should stand Against such hardship Refusing to succumb to my life's trials And free myself of all That would devour me By removing sorrows One grain at a time.