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[Quite possibly the most juvenile gag I’ve
ever posted on Soup. In my defence, I was 
probably twelve when I first heard it.]

                    *

He went to the library to borrow a book
The librarian said, “Please do take a look.”
He looked for an hour but couldn’t decide
She said, “I’m surprised, when the choice is so wide.”

She pushed two books forward and said, “Look at these,
I’m certain that one of these writers should please.”
He gazed at the books with a smidgen of doubt
And asked her to detail what they were about

“Now, Dickens,” she said, “a likely solution,
With London and Paris: the French Revolution,
But if you feel reading this might take you ages
How about something with rather less pages?

“This other suggestion instils quite a chill.
A man selling body parts fresh from a kill 
He first kills a woman so ample of breast
And markets those ‘wares’ to a girl who has less

The man said, “One Classic and one Burke and Hare,
How might I distinguish the books you have there?”
She told him, “The first is ‘A Tale Of Two Cities’,
the second is titled ‘A Sale Of —’


[you were warned]
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Wolf Avatar
October 3, 2022 at 6:31 PM
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha. I know what those two words are, Terry. You can't fool me, because I am nobody's fool. (It's a Tale of two shitties). Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!
Kyser Avatar
October 2, 2022 at 6:20 PM
Lol, gotta respect a guy who does a 4 quatrain windup to a punchline...
Flood Avatar
October 3, 2022 at 11:23 AM
The original schoolboy gag was one of those ‘What’s the difference?’ gags. That wasn’t gonna work here. Hence the little story. :-)
Bauer Avatar
October 2, 2022 at 1:15 PM
Ha! Made me laugh, Terry!
Flood Avatar
October 3, 2022 at 11:25 AM
Ah, when you’re a twelve year old boy, most jokes are about ladies. Well, they were when I was twelve… way back in the late nineties (ahem). Terry
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