I saw a guy
With a log in his eye
I offered to remove it
No thanks said he
That need not be
I’ve come to rather like it.
All of us praise the patience of Job
Though I’ll not be as noble as he
Lest old Nick points me out and says to the Lord
I bet I can make him curse Thee
Conservative tape measures eschew the metric scale and come with instructions in English only. They’ve made their peace however with Arabic numerals.
Humor is so fluid
It runs by like a river
If you would tell your joke in time
Your wit must be quicksilver
To be a bookmark is a humble job. Unless it’s in the book of eternity.
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