I Hope You Catch It
I’ve enjoyed writing for many years. I'm dedicating more time to the craft in my retirement days.
I Hope You Catch It
I hope you catch it
And perhaps even die from it
There are worse ways to go
It can be contagious
It can be outrageous
It can be ironic
Sardonic
Loving
Platonic
It can have an evil echo
Like Vincent Price
In Thriller
Or a snort of snot
That accompanies
It can make the tummy hurt
The muscles sore
In places galore
As you roll on the floor
LOL’ing
I guess that’s pretty telling
But if it ain’t enough
Get this stuff:
Some people say
Right down to this day
That they’ve died from it
Died doing it
And yet they live
Like the old joke:
“My ex told me he couldn’t live without me,”
And then
“But he’s still alive,
So that, too, was jive
Just another of his lies,”
And then her friend dies
From it
ROTFL’ing
Cause it’s transmissible
That sort of thing is permissible
At the end of the day
It’s safe to say
You can catch it from people you know
And people you don’t
Its effects can grow and grow
It can make your face turn red
Or bring tears to your eyes instead
And yet some will call it a drug
Indeed, the very best medicine
So here we go again
Divided
But let’s get united
Together
I can be the bellwether
Or you can
All you’ll need is the bell
You’ll look swell
And it'll be funny as hell
Which might just get this party started
And we’ll see what else might happen
Thereafter
When we all die
From laughter
© 2022 greg cain