Who Took My Humour? Poem by Vanessa Hughes

I've lost my sense of humour
Can't think when I had it last
I know it was there
When I cut my own hair
But that was three weeks past

I'm wondering where I've left it
I'm thinking where could it be
I had it in town
When I squeezed in that gown
I was sure a 12 would fit me

You know I've just had a thought
My daughter was giggling last night
A sight rarely seen
From my cross, crabby teen
Perhaps she took it in spite

Has she taken my sense of humour
Along with everything I own
Not content with just money
She wanted my funny
And has left me with her moan and groan

Will I live like this forever.
No smiles, just narks and niggles
Maybe its worth
All the humour on earth
To see her in fits of the giggles

Okay girl, you can keep it
But remember if I'm on your case
When my humour is flowing
I'm more easy going
And less likely to be in your face

On second thoughts, just keep some
Throw humour into the pot
I know a teen
is moody and mean
But why not give laughing a shot