Old Mister Laughter <br /> Comes a-grinnin' down the way, <br />Singin': 'Never mind your troubles, <br /> For they'll surely pass away.' <br />Singin': 'Now the sun is shinin' <br /> An' there's roses everywhere; <br />To-morrow will be soon enough <br /> To fret about your care.' <br /> <br />Old Mister Laughter <br /> Comes a-grinnin' at my door, <br />Singin': 'Don't go after money <br /> When you've got enough and more.' <br />Singin': 'Laugh with me this mornin' <br /> An' be happy while you may. <br />What's the use of riches <br /> If they never let you play?' <br /> <br />Old Mister Laughter <br /> Comes a-grinnin' all the time, <br />Singin' happy songs o' gladness <br /> In a good old-fashioned rhyme. <br />Singin': 'Keep the smiles a-goin', <br /> Till they write your epitaph, <br />And don't let fame or fortune <br /> Ever steal away your laugh.'<br /><br />Edgar Albert Guest<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/old-mister-laughter/
