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LAUGHTER,
TASTE, DOCILITY
Feed
Baby a new jar of pap.
Taste it yourself. It’s terrible!
He
makes a face. You laugh and
clap;
he giggles too on his high stool.
A
class act may not please our buds,
so shared derision sneers at it.
If
fashion class it with the duds,
not even sneering is deemed fit.
But
Baby laughs at all and owt,
even at Mum and Dad at war.
A
giggle says, ‘You needn’t shout,
I’m with you.’ That’s what laughter’s for.
Alan
Marshfield
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