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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=416787" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Funny Little fellow</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Twas a Funny Little Fellow<br>Of the very purest type,<br>For he had a heart as mellow<br>As an apple over ripe;<br>And the brightest little twinkle<br>When a funny thing occurred,<br>And the lightest little tinkle<br>Of a laugh you ever heard!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">His smile was like the glitter<br>Of the sun in tropic lands,<br>And his talk a sweeter twitter<br>Than the swallow understands;<br>Hear him sing--and tell a story--<br>Snap a joke--ignite a pun,--<br>'Twas a capture--rapture--glory,<br>An explosion--all in one!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Though he hadn't any money--<br>That condiment which tends<br>To make a fellow 'honey'<br>For the palate of his friends;--<br>Sweet simples he compounded--<br>Sovereign antidotes for sin<br>Or taint,--a faith unbounded<br>That his friends were genuine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He wasn't honored, maybe--<br>For his songs of praise were slim,--<br>Yet I never knew a baby<br>That wouldn't crow for him;<br>I never knew a mother<br>But urged a kindly claim<br>Upon him as a brother,<br>At the mention of his name.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The sick have ceased their sighing,<br>And have even found the grace<br>Of a smile when they were dying<br>As they looked upon his face;<br>And I've seen his eyes of laughter<br>Melt in tears that only ran<br>As though, swift-dancing after,<br>Came the Funny Little Man.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He laughed away the sorrow<br>And he laughed away the gloom<br>We are all so prone to borrow<br>From the darkness of the tomb;<br>And he laughed across the ocean<br>Of a happy life, and passed,<br>With a laugh of glad emotion,<br>Into Paradise at last.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And I think the Angels knew him,<br>And had gathered to await<br>His coming, and run to him<br>Through the widely opened Gate,<br>With their faces gleaming sunny<br>For his laughter-loving sake,<br>And thinking, 'What a funny<br>Little Angel he will make!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=James+Whitcomb+Riley">James Whitcomb Riley</a><div class=q>
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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!

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