To Our Resident Mr Funny Poet Jack

Jack’s the name of our friend With him, a joke has no end He writes about “****” Gives poor folks a fit Drives Soupers over the bend! His wisdom’s coupled with fun Guffaws you’ll get on the run Nutso’s and derriers Hogs and teddy bears But where’s Attila the HUN!? You’ve asked that things be kept light What of us lost in the night? We all need to vent Emotions to spend Or we're in a sorry plight! But we need poets like you To show us funny things too So don’t you dare stop This kangaroo hop Of funny writes, oh so new! Eileen Manassian Ghali