Can I offer a version of the world's (supposedly) funniest joke?
Whilst working on the switchboard once
for the emergency services team,
I came across a fatal dunce
who haunts my every dream.
his call came through at half past two
an over-excited punter
'Help me please, what should I do?
I've found the body of a hunter!
His skin is cold and clammy
he's bleeding from the gut,
If he's not dead, I'm barmy! '
So I stopped him and said, 'But...
could you just make sure that he's dead? '
the phone dropped, I was vexed
A shot rang out and then he said,
'Ok. He's dead. What next? '
poem by Hola Mentirosa
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