You think you are funny, but lately, you just stink.
Your jokes are the only things that make a baby think, but why?
But your jokes make you want to swat you like your like a fly, when people laugh, it makes me want to puke a giraffe.
And some people think you are humorless or funny, but in A sad kind of way, that's just your way of getting people to shout, boooo! get off the stage
that makes my brain say, I just want bad jokes
to just go away, your punchlines hit like a
bad cliché. But Mom, you smile wide, thinking you’re
the queen of comedy, every joke a ride, but the truth
is a heavy load to carry, your humors like a cat,
it’s sweet but kind of scary. I love you, don’t get me
wrong, but your jokes, the just hit wrong.
Still, I laugh, just to keep the peace, a family bond,
it never ceased. So, here’s a little truth, from your kid,
your face is funnier than the stuff you ever did.
But I’ll Hold on tight, to the memories, even if they
make me cringe a little,' cause Mom, you’re my
favorite riddle.
