In-Jokes & Out-Jokes
There’s something fishy going on,
I don’t know what it is,
But it’s going on – some dodgy con,
Some secret funny-biz.
There’s a smirk-and-giggle marathon
That long has lost its fizz.
Someone wants to put one over,
Someone in the know –
But they never let me in on it,
Whatever is their latest bit –
I guess they fear exposure,
When the gaff’s about to blow –
Or they think me far too sober,
And in want of waggish wit.
But there’s something fishy going on,
And I’m the one who’s got.
The denouement must have been and gone,
Though who can say for what ?
Yet if I’m the chump they prey upon,
Their diddly’s full of squat.
So someone wants to crack an egg,
And let a punchline slip –
Or…am I getting paranoid,
Convinced it’s me who’s getting toyed ?
If jokers want to pull my leg,
They need to get a grip –
But if the butt’s no powder keg,
Best grin into the void.
Rhyming Couplets 