Laughing
You'll be walking and the next
thing you know your falling down.
What's left ot do is just laugh.
Showering and singing.
As a bubble of soap reaches your eye.
Screaming bloody murder,
and close to slipping.
Once calmed down enough
you post it on social media
and laugh about it.
Eating a Mozzarella bread stick.
Not caring about the chewing.
As it gets stuck down your throat,
You start chocking and breathing hard.
Your face red and everyone else
laughing around you.
Eventually you join in.
There are many times when you wonder
why you do things and why you end up
feeling like a fool.
At the end the most common reaction
is laughter.
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