Analysis of Laughter's Still the Best Medicine

Crystal eyes, ruby lips
And hair of sunshine gold
Muscles bulging head to toe
That's perfect, so I'm told

Shoulders wide, six-foot tall
Big feet? That's a plus
The world's seeking perfection
That leaves the rest of us

Not quite so tall, too far around
Hair? It's gone in spots
My eyes are weak, my joints are sore
Does that mean I'm not hot?

A smile's my greatest feature
Not mine, though that will do
The smile that makes me sexy
Is the one I give to you

My sense of humor's quirky
It's strange and slightly bent
If my antics bring you laughter
Then my efforts are well spent

I'll dress to make you giggle
My outfits aren't Rembrandts
But if I really want a laugh
I'll smile and drop my pants.

Copyright c2005 Brian E. Spivey