I think it was Oscar Wilde who said "is there any man whose heart is so hardened that he can read of the death of Little Nell without laughing?" I have some Pagan friends who sing (to the last line of the Star Spangled Banner) Merry meet, and merry part, and merry meet again. Now I can't hear THAT phrase without laughing. And for some reason Meeting in the Air cracks me up. Don't know why.