The Lady and the Electrician
There was a nice lady named Bess,
Her age not many could guess,
Because when she put on her face,
Her age did erase,
But left the bathroom a mell of a hess!
Her husband was an electrician for hire,
He sat on a generator and licked a wire,
He toathted hith tongue,
And burnt up hith bung,
And now he always thits fire!
( I'm sorry. I tried hard but could not find any moral to this story.)
Copyright © Robert A. Dufresne | Year Posted 2011
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