Melody and Remedy

When I stated and believed I talk humour,

I was certain that people around would not demur.

Little did I realise that your appreciation was not in my honour

And that you had at heart infact a big clamour

TO rid me of this devilish tumour.

Cheerup ,I heard a kind voice murmur,

Sir, It's only I who spread that rumour.

To jerk you up from blissful slumber.

there She was ,a bubbly lady

who diagnosed my malady.

she said,your so called wit and parody

may actually result in a tragedy.

SINCE, My aim is to drown in comedy

I am seeking remedy in melody.

This is one of the few satires written by my father-in-law.

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