ha-ha, my brother,
joined
the club,
with a tilted back,
and wheelies
popped,
from a
mo-bile chair.*
ha-ha’s
looking for-
the morning news,
his glasses,
a snooze…
a giant donut
to eat,
to sit upon-
so sweet.
ha-ha rides
his giant lab
to
the toilet seat.
ha-ha
laughs last
at
me-
his sister joined
this club
initially.
he laughs!
he laughs!
hee hee…
ho ho…
think i’ll poke
him in the eye…
where…are my…glasses?
the joke
died
before
I found
my
sight.
truth is
ha-ha’s
fit
as a fiddle
fabulous
on
a winning
streak
truth is
i love this old
knucklehead,
laughing hyena,
my...
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