The Boy Who Loved Laughter

The Boy Who Loved Laughter

I saw him born and watched him grow,
a bright and funny boy I know.
He wanted to become a pro
in fun and laughter on the go.
A stand up comic he'd become
upon his banjo he would strum.

The boy preferred to dream at school,
and on occasion mocked the fool.
He made kids laugh and played it cool,
then sat upon a yellow stool
to bellow silly words that rhyme
to pass away the study time.

But finally he found the light,
he'd prep and study well at night.
In class he'd work with all his might
to learn enough to do things right.
Though laughter always turned a frown
so he would ever be the clown.
                    ~~Judi Van Gorder

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Entry Daily Poem Feb 23 use words: bright, fun, yellow and preferred in any form
Form of the Week at Poet's Place Cafe A La Charta  
The elements are:
         1. stanzaic, written in three or more sixains.
         2. metric, iambic tetrameter
         3. rhymed, rhyme scheme aaaabb ccccdd eeeeff etc.