A wife asked her husband
“Darling, do I please
you in bed?”
“Yes, especially when
you do that thing
With your mouth” he
said
“Do you mean oral sex?
You know that makes me
feel cheap”
“No I mean the thing
where
You shut up and go to
sleep”
A wife asked her husband
“Darling, do I please
you in bed?”
“Yes, especially when
you do that thing
With your mouth” he
said
“Do you mean oral sex?
You know that makes me
feel cheap”
“No I mean the thing
where
You shut up and go to
sleep”
Marriage is like a pack of cards
In the beginning to
make the grade
You need two hearts
and a diamond
By the end you want a club and a spade
When I was a baby
I drank milk
From bottle or breast
As boy I drank
Fizzy pop
Limeade was the best
When I reached manhood
I discovered beer
I loved a pint of best
Now I’m nearing the
end
Of my lifelong trip
And all my fluids come
Thru an intravenous
drip
She said “What happened to you?
“You’ve been in the
wars a bit”
“I accidentally cut my
finger off” he told her
She asked, “The whole finger,
was it?”
“No as a matter of
fact” he replied
“It was the one next
to it”
Hush a bye baby, on the treetop,
When the wind blows the cradle will rock;
When the bow breaks, the cradle will fall,
And down will come baby, cradle, and all.
But don’t worry it’ll
be ok, if you live in Haringey
Are you wearing pop socks?
The thought of it
really rankles
Those little black
stocking socks
Cutting into your
chubby ankles
Not a foreign invader
But an alien being
Inside me
Living, breathing
Growing stronger
Day by day
While I weakened
And in its strength
Is the knowledge
That it will not
survive me
Cannot outlive me
Yet it is content
To kill me
Knowing it will end
itself