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Keeping Up With the Joneses

Sammy Skelton, a sorry bag of bones Tried to keep up with Johnny 'Crossbone' Jones He practiced grim groans Produced awful moans Yet never did improve his muscle tone

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Richard Lamoureux

Date: 11/6/2019 9:21:00 AM

Ha ha, a cute one. Not what I expected.

Gershon Wolf
Date: 11/6/2019 1:53:00 PM

Hope you didn't have 'Great Expectations, Richard. LOL. Thanks a lot! :) gw

Jennifer Proxenos

Date: 11/4/2019 1:37:00 PM

Love this write - really funny - I enjoyed the way you rhymed each line - missed reading your poems Gershon, but move now over and back on soup after a hectic two weeks. Hugs and blessings, Jennifer.

Gershon Wolf
Date: 11/4/2019 2:24:00 PM

Thanks for letting me know you found this funny, Jennifer... That must have been some move you undertook! Two weeks! I imagine that you're not living out of boxes though. Some people do so for months (or years, LOL) after they move. Welcome back! Cheers, Gershon

Caren Krutsinger

Date: 11/2/2019 2:17:00 PM

The last line is a doozy.

Gershon Wolf
Date: 11/4/2019 2:23:00 PM

Ha, ha! Love your choice of words there, Caren! ~ 97-pound weakling woozy :)

Chris Green

Date: 11/1/2019 7:13:00 AM

This was funny G. I don;t know why but I kept picturing Red Skeleton and Johnny Carson as I read this.

Gershon Wolf
Date: 11/1/2019 11:11:00 AM

Ha, ha! Red Skelton! Hadn't thought of him and his drunken 'Mr. Dunahee (sp?) --- must have been a mispronunciation of Donoghue, now that I pause to reflect --- characterization for ages! Thanks for sparking that bit of nostalgia. Smiles, Gershon