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Edgar Guest - Laughter
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Laughter sort o` settles breakfast better than digestive pills;
Found it, somehow in my travels, cure for every sort of ills;
When the hired help have riled me with their slipshod, careless ways,
An` I`m bilin` mad an` cussin` an` my temper`s all ablaze,
If the calf gets me to laughin` while they`re teachin` him to feed
Pretty soon I`m feelin` better, `cause I`ve found the cure I need.

Like to start the day with laughter; when I`ve had a peaceful night,
An` can greet the sun all smilin`, that day`s goin` to be all right.
But there`s nothing goes to suit me, when my system`s full of bile;
Even horses quit their pullin` when the driver doesn`t smile,
But they`ll buckle to the traces when they hear a glad giddap,
Just as though they like to labor for a cheerful kind o` chap.

Laughter keeps me strong an` healthy. You can bet I`m all run down,
Fit for doctor folks an` nurses when I cannot shake my frown.
Found in farmin` laughter`s useful, good for sheep an` cows an` goats;
When I`ve laughed my way through summer, reap the biggest crop of oats.
Laughter`s good for any business, leastwise so it seems to me
Never knew a smilin` feller but was busy as could be.

Sometimes sit an` think about it, ponderin` on the ways of life,
Wonderin` why mortals gladly face the toil an care an` strife,
Then I come to this conclusion—take it now for what it`s worth
It`s the joy of laughter keeps us plodding on this stretch of earth.
Men the fun o` life are seeking—that`s the reason for the calf
Spillin` mash upon his keeper—men are hungry for a laugh.
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