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The Dead Joke And The Funny Man Post by :jonnig Category :Poems Author :James Whitcomb Riley Date :February 2011 Read :2796

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The Dead Joke And The Funny Man

Long years ago, a funny man,
Flushed with a strange delight,
Sat down and wrote a funny thing
All in the solemn night;
And as he wrote he clapped his hands
And laughed with all his might.
For it was such a funny thing,
O, such a very funny thing,
This wonderfully funny thing,
He
Laughed
Outright.

And so it was this funny man
Printed this funny thing--
Forgot it, too, nor ever thought
It worth remembering,
Till but a day or two ago.
(Ah! what may changes bring!)
He found this selfsame funny thing
In an exchange--"O, funny thing!"
He cried, "You dear old funny thing!"
And
Sobbed
Outright.


(The end)
James Whitcomb Riley's poem: Dead Joke And The Funny Man

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