To Our Resident Mr Funny Poet Jack
Jack’s the name of our friend
With him, a joke has no end
He writes about “****”
Gives poor folks a fit
Drives Soupers over the bend!
His wisdom’s coupled with fun
Guffaws you’ll get on the run
Nutso’s and derriers
Hogs and teddy bears
But where’s Attila the HUN!?
You’ve asked that things be kept light
What of us lost in the night?
We all need to vent
Emotions to spend
Or we're in a sorry plight!
But we need poets like you
To show us funny things too
So don’t you dare stop
This kangaroo hop
Of funny writes, oh so new!
Eileen Manassian Ghali
Copyright © Eileen Manassian | Year Posted 2013
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