I can still enjoy sex
At Seventy-four,
I live at seventy six
So, it’s only next
door
I can still enjoy sex
At Seventy-four,
I live at seventy six
So, it’s only next
door
So many of my friends said
They were looking forward
To attending the
sarcasm club
No one turned up,
awkward
I took my wife to an Apple Orchard
And the fruit hung
ripe to adore
But she didn’t like it,
as it was not
The Apple Watch she
was hoping for
Are you wearing a wizard’s hat?
Just like they do at
Hogwarts
But it’s not really
appropriate
For when you’re
playing sports
The most unstable cheese
Curdled and quackers
Will appear quite sane
In between two crackers
Synonym describes a word
That you chose to use
When you can’t spell
The word you wanted to
use
Two old men were in a nudist camp
And one asked as they were
sitting there
“Have you read Marx”
And the other replied
“Yes, it must be the
wicker chair”