Long Live the Sillies Revisited

A skeleton walks into a bar and says “Gimme a beer and a mop” Show me where Joseph Stalin is buried And I'll show you a communist plot My masseuse rubbed me the wrong way again Fired her though she had good skills A duck in a bar orders a couple of beers Says, “Just put it on my bill” About seven million people are overweight These, of course, are round figures Where would you find giant snails I ask On the ends of a giant's fingers Studied over four years to become a doctor But I didn't have any patience A Buddhist refused Novocain from his dentist To transcend dental medication Had a job working in an orange juice factory Got canned 'cause I couldn't concentrate Also worked for a pool maintenance company Too draining so getting fired was my fate Thought I'd try working as a tailor a while back But the job wasn't suited for me Can you please tell me the purpose of reindeer It makes the grass grow, my sweetie Enough is enough so until next time we meet Thanks for your indulgence once more I will definitely want your honest critique But please be gentle, I implore © Jack Ellison 2014
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Allison Avatar
February 17, 2014 at 7:18 AM
simply priceless brother Jack. am in stitches here Your cyber sister Jan
Ellison Avatar
February 17, 2014 at 7:45 AM
Hey Ms. J. Allison... cyber brother thanks you a whole dirty big bunch!!! Jack-O XOXOXOX
Sivey Avatar
February 17, 2014 at 12:29 AM
HA lol! You sure do crack up up, just like a translucent window! With it cracking under the extreme hilariousness of this poem! I really enjoyed reading this awesome piece this evening my friend! What a stupendous poem, Great Work!!
Ellison Avatar
February 17, 2014 at 8:03 AM
Ha! I see you're getting into this!!! LOL
Eastman Avatar
February 16, 2014 at 12:50 PM
Dragon's rolling around on the floor laughing... OOOppps ... That was me tickling his tummy!... No!... It was you... I stopped tickling... Dragon says he'd be your patient... But if you didn't have any patience to begin with... I'd run!... if I were you... Dragon said if you want to be a tailor... He'd take a couple of blinged out overalls... He doesn't like suits either! After all... where would his wings fit? AHHH HAH! You are a Dragon! You fired a masseuce! No Dragon NOT a type of Moose..
Ellison Avatar
February 16, 2014 at 6:17 PM
Dragon really got into this one, didn't he!!! Makes me happy! XOXOXOX
Lamoureux Avatar
February 16, 2014 at 9:44 AM
Some of these bring back memories. Very entertaining Jack.
Ellison Avatar
February 16, 2014 at 11:59 AM
Thank you Mr. West coast Man! LOL
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