Facing Funny

A thatch of hair, or maybe bald -
tee shirt and jeans make nothing clear -
though warmer air and fuller leaves
suggest goose pimples not in play.

The duck and weave is everywhere,
warped tapestry or woof to scare,
with chuckles lined up in a row,
a wigging if the joke unclear.

The buttoned up may not relax -
while paddling madly underneath
less humorous, uncertain laugh;
others seek silver, crossing palms.

When choose to grimace or to smile,
to cackle, laying golden egg -
surrounded folly, hatred, greed,
to face the funny fits the bill.