When the imp shows up

What can I say? Some days
the imp in me shows up
and dominates --you know;
the times you laugh when you know
you should be crying;
the chuckles that come
at the worst of times,
when someone's ill or dying:
I still remember the day
the communion wafers were so stale
they stuck to the roofs of our mouths
and the giggles had us
shaking in our pew...