They Don't Make Buddies Like Us Anymore

  He called me 'Kike'
   I called him 'Wop'
  At two-on-two basketball
   We two were tops

  No pair could beat us
    in the whole city
  We'd be expelled now for bigotry
    What a doggone pity
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Rhymer Avatar
January 27, 2024 at 10:50 PM
Gershon you reminded me of the only joke I ever heard my Dad tell another man who was not a bigot.It went this way....what kind of sound does an italian tire make when it goes flat? Dago wop wop wop
Fisher Avatar
January 26, 2024 at 5:01 PM
Nicely done; I like when the past sees the light of day. I guess if we controlled the education system and the media we could tear down cultures too!
Goldsmith Avatar
January 26, 2024 at 9:52 AM
I enjoyed reading your creative/fun write. Thanks for the laugh... Have a fun day writing away.........................
Lawless Avatar
January 26, 2024 at 3:48 AM
now "they" play against "them" but they don't keep score...
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