Ode To Gaiety
Go gloom
Begone glum and
grim
Off with the drab drear and grumble
It's time
its pastime
to come undone and come out laughing
time to wrap killjoys in wet
blankets
and feed them to the sourpusses
Come frisky pals
Come
forth wily wags
Loosen your screws and get off your rocker
Untie the
strait lacer
Tie up the smarty pants
Tickle the crosspatch with josh and
guffaw
Share quips and pranks with every victim
of grouch pomposity or
blah
Woe to the bozo who says No
to
tee hee ho ho and ha ha
Boo to the cleancut klutz who
wipes the
smile off his face
Without gaiety
freedom is a chastity belt
Without
gaiety
life is a wooden kimono
Come cheerful chums
Cut
up and carry on
Crack your pots and split your sides
Boggle the
bellyacher
Convulse the worrywart
Pratfall the prissy poos and the fuddy
duds
Take drollery to heart or end up a deadhead
at the guillotine of
the mindless
Be wise and go merry round
whatever you cherish
what you love to enjoy what you live to exert
And when the high spirits
call your number up
count on merriment all
the way to the countdown
Long live hilarity euphoria and flumadiddle
Long live gaiety
for all the laity
~ James Broughton
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(Glees)
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