The World Ain’t Laffin’ Ha’f Enough

How much like laffin’ we sometimes feel

At the man an’ bannarna peel;

Tho’ to la’f sech times seems sort o’ rough –

But the world ain’t laffin’ ha’f enough.

You b’ys an’ gals  w’en roun’ the house,

Bon’t try’n keep quiet es a mouse:

Let yerself out! Don’t min’ er cuff!

The ol’ folks ain’t laffin’ ha’f enough.

An’ all you bards, so an’ so called,

Jus’ scratch your heads till they git bald

By tryin’ to think up mirthful stuff,

Cuz the world ain’t laffin’ ha’f enough.

An’ you who’s actin’ on life’s stage;

Jus tryin’ to cheer up this saddened age:

Ef your parts er dull, give ‘em a buff!

This world ain’t laffin’ ha’f enough.

Now all jine in frum sea to sea

An’ start a gran’ ol’ laffin’ bee;

An’ w’en you try, be sure’n don’t muff,

The world ain’t laffin’ ha’f enough.

Sept. 8, 1890

Pub. in the

Conn. Valley Ad.