Though it’s
not my cup of tea
There is
much to discuss
It’s a bit
too tent like for me
And I’m not
alone and it will
Leave many
a fan nonplus
They are
turning Old Trafford
From the
Theatre of Dreams
To Billy
Smarts Circus
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Though it’s
not my cup of tea
There is
much to discuss
It’s a bit
too tent like for me
And I’m not
alone and it will
Leave many
a fan nonplus
They are
turning Old Trafford
From the
Theatre of Dreams
To Billy
Smarts Circus
One said “it’s my Spine”
Another
“it’s my appendix”
And
finally, “I’m overdue”
But
that’s all in a day’s work
Working
at the Book Hospital
It was pitiful to watch my son sat staring at the book
While
wearing a confused expression
So,
I said “Just open the damn thing and read it,
It
doesn’t need a password or decryption
I’ve been feeling a little bit moody and
Run
down lately, so I thought I should
Look
up my symtoms and find the reason
It
turns out I’m suffering from adulthood
While sitting at her husband’s funeral
The
widow was approached by a man
Asking,
“Do you mind if I say a word?”
“No
not at all” she replied “Go ahead”
So
he walked briskly to the lectern
Cleared
he throat and said “Plethora”
Then
he walked back to the widow
“Thank
you” she said “it means a lot”
An Islamic Cleric boldly claimed
That
the universe was undoubtedly
Created
in the beginning by Allah
And
said he had irrefutable proof
Because
it began with an explosion
I had a vasectomy because
I didn’t want kids
to be fair
But when I got
back home
All the kids were
still there