My Friend Zeke Gets a Tad Tippy

My friend Ezekiel's
  a Southern polygamist hippie
When he hits the bottle
  Zeke gets a tad tippy

Can't recall all his wives' names
  Each one reminds him of 'Mary Jane'
So, here's how Zeke counts 'em
  Mighty proud, loud and plain ~

         One Missus Hippie
         Two Missus Hippie
 Hic!  Four Missus Hippie
         Five Missus Hippie...

 
 ~ Hey, Zeke, you missed one!...



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Revised and Expanded from a 'Speed Joke'
heard a couple of weeks ago on WGN-AM
Radio 720, Chicago, IL
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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Krutsinger Avatar
August 16, 2021 at 12:03 PM
I am not a drinker and I had to read it twice to understand it; I hate math so hard, the second I saw numbers I shut my brain down.
Laurie Avatar
August 12, 2021 at 10:20 PM
Hello Gershon ... I think your hippie might be married to the contents of the bottle Gershon - Lindsay
Wolf Avatar
August 13, 2021 at 12:12 AM
Tippecanoe or Tyler too... Hicco!ugh-Canoes and Hippies too! Oh, I'll figure it out someday.
Hankins Avatar
August 12, 2021 at 10:00 AM
F u n n y!!! Ol' Zeke lives a fantasy, but me suspects it's a nightmare!
Cheney Avatar
August 12, 2021 at 9:38 AM
Hilariously silly old Zeke counting his Missus Hippies. Very funny.
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