Humour Loves You

Jester

Humor is a mysterious word
Humour with “U” should not cause a bird
Testing the waters across the pond
Brits stretch with ease, rather far beyond

Pip pip old chap, heard every day
Honour, paycheque, spelled another way
Who are these blokes and why are they wrong
Wasting alphabets, amongst the throng

Our British friends earned accolades
Humour fancies fun, foaming cascades
USA want ‘humor’, all in spite
Solicit a Brit, they’ll steer this right

Hamburgers here, fish and chips are there
French fries, “Chips”, no cause for an affair
Honour system stands the test of time
Spelling is one and then there is rhyme

(1755) Johnson earned his share plus pennyworth
(1807) Webster grew two cents’ toward net worth
The old adage goes, “first come first serve”
Humour with “U”, history shan’t swerve.

A E I O U Sometimes Y and Double “U”
Milliepedes are never wrong, please accept this cue.
All fun and puns intended in the best of light
We won’t pick on fish and chips, leave alone Bud Lite

24 thoughts on “Humour Loves You

  1. Whilst I was reading, I was chuckling. Endearing, Sir! (Gosh, thanks for giving me the room to use “whilst” – I wish I was British ’cause I adore “whilst” so very much)
    I’m reading a self-pub book right now, The Methuselah Strain by a British gentleman, Stuart Aken. He keeps a blog too. You might want to check out his work. I think he was Sean Connery in a prior life ;)
    Happy Wednesday, my friend.
    am:)

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    1. You are most welcome young lady! My favorite is “bloke” (although I do use whilst when I am able).
      I will look up Mr. Aken. Thanks for the tip 007. And a happy day to you AnnMarie :o)

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      1. We had crazy rain here too! Wow! Forget cats and dogs, it was tigers and bears ;)
        Hope all went well, regardless…
        I’m keeping a list of your rec. poems so I remember which ones to find first.
        am:)

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  2. Oh my gosh! A real deep laugh out loud came out of my mouth, still grinning, at the end of this poem. Love it! Language lightly trips o’er the tongue…..button up your jumper, please….while you’re using the jumper cables on your car….the one with the steering wheel on the correct side, please! And my goodness, I need a lift — outside not in….and where is Lew? I came with him — but perhaps nature called and he’s in the loo? :) Living in Boston, we attend Old North Church — the one where Paul Revere rang the bells as a teenager thus learning about the tall tower he would then use as an adult to wave those infamous lanterns!!!
    LOVE this poem!
    lillian

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    1. Wonderful Lillian. You made my day! Ah yes, the infamous Water Closet. I have always humoured (being from Canada I technically spell many of their words correct) my British friends by agreeing the language came from them first. Thus digging out dictionary dates to back it up. Interesting blurb about Boston. Have a great day Lillian! :o)

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  3. Now, Alan, you do realise that A LOT of words in your most excellent poem are used by me everyday. I’m a Northern lass, all clogs and shawls (reference to the days of the cotton mill workers in Lancashire) and I talk about blokes all the time. Honour and humour would be totally wrong without the ‘u’ and fish and chips are here to stay! I don’t say ‘Pip pip old chap’ – that’s for the Southerners, but I’ll always accept a nice pay cheque. :)
    Not sure where to look for that ‘h’ – you’ve got a few of them loitering in your poem.
    Now to be serious. You’ve done a great job with this – It really is hilarious, but also incredibly clever. I’m glad I hopped over to read it!

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  4. Millie. Thanks for the brush up on my proper English! You made my day on this one. If you were to look for your name (albeit spelled slightly wrong) you will find the “h” that I paid you back with. It will come to you. Hint hint…it is near the end! Again, thank you for such lovely comments and words :o)

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  5. Thank you very much Ad Dawg. As long as Fish and Chips remain favourites (favorites – I had to do this) on both sides of the pond and Bud (no adjustment required (oh geez) for spelling) Lite remain untouched (untouched), it should all be good to go!

    Everybody can enjoy their Fish And Chips with their favourite (favorite – here we go again) British Pint (20 Imperial oz. 568 ml) of Bitters, Porters, Stouts or Milds verses an American Pint (16 US Fluid Ounces 473 ml) of a Lager or Pilsner beer (beers are ambidextrous and have been known to be drunk – although, I have never seen a drunk beer, of any sort). I felt it important to Honour (Honor) and clarify this matter, protecting both parties involved! Thanks for your (your) great comments! :o)

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    1. Thank you very much young lady. You and I are connected through the brilliant author, Millie Thom, out of the United Kingdom. The two of you always create such wonderful works of art, with fine words and images. Your work is so colorful that it is always a pleasant read! Thank you too! :o)

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