Laughing Fit

To what do I owe this uncanny show?
A most crescent smile. My life is in woe,
But to you I owe happiness for a while.
For by and by went you and I, we lost
Our heads in the clouds. We climbed up there
For some fresh air, and ignored all the sounds.
Then friend, my friend, you did pretend, to fall
From the sky to earth. Thought I to wend my
Way, intend, to save you from your great mirth.
Then did you laugh, inuring my wrath, you
Made such a fool of me; and with glee you
Shouted out Whee! Raced the skies, you flew!
And by your friendship I must admit, you
Took off years from my serious wit.

                 Laughing Fit, (c) Luke Bennette, July 2012