The Joking Gene

I don’t Have the “Joking Gene”,
Was Left Out and Kind of Mean.
Hear a Joke and Split a Gut,
Can’t Re-Tell to Save my Butt.

Riddle, Knock-Knock, or a Rhyme,
Forget All in Record Time.
Punch lines Linger all Alone,
Lead-ins Under a Tombstone.

Wish I was the Witty One,
Comedian and Next to None.
I can’t even Think a Joke,
See it Going Up in Smoke.

Honestly enjoy a Laugh,
Spoken Word to Paragraph.
Color me with Envy Green,
Those who Have the “Joking Gene.”