You Crack Me Up

Crack, Crack!  Little Toe said, Oh, bother.
Crack, Crack!  Big Toe cried, Oh, mother!
Crack, Crack!  Bother mother? Queried the foot. 

Eerie, echoed the toes,
Tew ain’t no crackpot
But he cracks us up 

Heinous, the knee replied
It’s not me the hip denied
Insidious, Roland sighed 

Ji-Ji, the wife cried.  (Ji-Ji = Grandpa in Japan)
Chest terrible, the chess club decried
Oh, No!  The hospital codified

No chess, Klaus exclaimed
No ice cream, Tom complained
No white and black stuff, Roland proclaimed 

Pouncing and biting, the pain attacked
Round and round, the head spun
Hitting and spitting, he fell and lay 

It’s not my fault, the prone Roland uttered
Next time, in the fray, a walking stick must be, his wife muttered
Keep the chatter down while I concentrate, Roland stuttered.

Comment: My friend Roland first used the word “Chest” created from Just and Chess and thus replaces "just terrible" as in “chest terrible.”

2002.12