Ode To Gaiety - James Broughton

[Larry Robinson]

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