LONG years ago, a funny man, Flushed with a strange delight, Sat down and wrote a funny thing All in the solemn night; And as he wrote he clapped his hands And laughed with all his might For it was such a funny thing, O such a very funny thing, This wonderfully funny thing, He Laughed Outright. And so it was this funny man Printed this funny thing -- Forgot it, too, nor ever thought It worth remembering, Till but a day or two ago. (Ah! what may changes bring!) He found this selfsame funny thing In an exchange -- "O funny thing!" He cried, "You dear old funny thing!" And Sobbed Outright. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BE STRONG by MALTBIE DAVENPORT BABCOCK THE SHADES OF NIGHT by ALFRED EDWARD HOUSMAN THE WARDEN OF THE CINQUE PORTS (THE DUKE OF WELLINGTON) by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW TO THE NECROPHILE by WALTER CONRAD ARENSBERG |