Funny Little Fellow

Funny Little Fellow :

Of the very purest type,

For he had a heart as mellow

As an apple over ripe;

And the brightest little twinkle

When a funny thing occurred,

And the lightest little tinkle

Of a laugh you ever heard!

His smile was like the glitter

Of the sun in tropic lands,

And his talk a sweeter twitter

Than the swallow understands;

Hear him sing ... and tell a story

Snap a joke ... ignite a pun,

'Twas a capture ... rapture, glory,

An explosion, all in one!

Though he hadn't any money

That condiment which tends

To make a fellow honey

For the palate of his friends;

Sweet simples he compounded

Sovereign antidotes for sin

Or taint, a faith unbounded

That his friends were genuine.

He wasn't honored, may be

For his songs of praise were slim,

Yet I never knew a baby

That wouldn't crow for him;

I never knew a mother

But urged a kindly claim

Upon him as a brother,

At the mention of his name.

The sick have ceased their sighing,

And have even found the grace

Of a smile when they were dying

As they looked upon his face;

And I've seen his eyes of laughter

Melt in tears that only ran

As though, swift-dancing after,

Came the Funny Little Man.

He laughed away the sorrow

And he laughed away the gloom

We are all so prone to borrow

From the darkness of the tomb;

And he laughed across the ocean

Of a happy life, and passed,

With a laugh of glad emotion,

Into Paradise at last.

And I think the Angels knew him,

And had gathered to await

His coming, and run to him

Through the widely opened Gate,

With their faces gleaming sunny

For his laughter ... loving sake,

And thinking, What a funny

Little Angel he will make!

Funny Little Fellow