He was interviewed for the job
Of an insect packer of
bugs and thrips
He answered all the
questions
And in the end boxed
all the ticks
He was interviewed for the job
Of an insect packer of
bugs and thrips
He answered all the
questions
And in the end boxed
all the ticks
I went into hospital for minor surgery
And all the staff did was
make me worse
As I was going under I
heard the surgeon say
“No I said remove his
spectacles nurse”
He woke up and said
“How was the op
Doctor?”
“I’m not your Doctor,
I’m afraid, I’m St
Peter”
Monday's child
Is fair of face,
(Well obviously if
they don’t look
haggard on Monday
morning it’s
because they don’t
have any children)
Are you wearing a muffler?
To keep the cold off your
chest
Well should it not do the job
I know what to do for the
best
I’ll just rub Vick on your
skin
Inside your thermal vest
I have given up sex for Lent
Which is to some small extent
An empty gesture on my part
As I had to as I have a bad
heart
I went into hospital for minor surgery
And was fearful the procedure
would be a botch
And as I was coming around I
heard someone say
“Did anyone see what I did
with my watch?”