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Funny Bone

I wish I had a funny bone One that was my very own and not cloned And so I asked God one fine night When the lights were off and it was all very quiet God, damn the Adam whose rib got me saddened Give me a bone that would only gladden Something to chew which would make words spew Into colorful smiles not just to a few So HE gave me the jaw bone of a donkey One he borrowed from Samson, now isn’t that funky He told me to fix it on my jaw and then I would he-haw It would slay a thousand people and leave them in loud guffaws And so it went like this The peeping tom, tomtomed his way to the top of his team By dancing on a totem pole And when the girls were in the changing room He would peep into the keyhole… The butcher was butchering the beef Beads of sweat bursting on his brow With bated breath and hands that sweat he slipped the dollar bill in his bin… Mary had a little lamb, I thought his name was Jesus Humpty Dumpty sat on the wall, Can someone tell me how he landed there first of all A penny for your thought? Beware you might just step on a mind-sweeper Four and twenty black birds baked in a pie They must have been all crows who were caught telling a lie Trumpeting is Trumps trump card No money, no honey No problem I’ll go for a beach bunny And now the night is on.. Its time to keep down the jawbone And I hope I don't get stoned

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