Funny poem

I'm sure most of you have already heard this one, but with each day as I get older and older I notice how little of the stories I heard when I was younger I've passed on to my younger siblings. So, to hell with it

Ladies and jelly spoons, hobos and tramps,
Cross-eyed mosquitoes and bow-legged ants,
I stand before you to sit behind you
To tell you something I know nothing about.

Next Thursday, which is Good Friday,
There’s a Mother’s Day meeting for fathers only.
Wear your best clothes if you haven’t any.
Please come if you can’t; if you can, stay at home.

Admission is free, pay at the door.
Pull up a chair and sit on the floor.
It makes no difference where you sit,
The man in the gallery’s sure to spit.

The show is over, but before you go,
Let me tell you a story I don’t really know...

One bright day in the middle of the night,
Two dead boys got up to fight,
Back to back they faced each other,
Drew their swords and shot each other,

One was blind and the other couldn't, see
So they chose a dummy for a referee.
A blind man went to see fair play,
A dumb man went to shout "hooray!"

A paralyzed donkey passing by,
Kicked the blind man in the eye,
Knocked him through a nine inch wall,
Into a dry ditch and drowned them all,

A deaf policeman heard the noise,
And came to arrest the two dead boys,
If you don't believe this story’s true,
Ask the blind man he saw it too!

I remember this from grade school. I'm 42 now. Thanks a lot for posting it. It brought back some memories.

reply to post by mr10k


I've never heard this before. I chuckled quite a bit reading it. I am sure I look like one of those creepy office people now. Thanks for the laugh.

I see said the blind carpenter as he picked his hammer and saw!