Wise Pastor
A lady to her pastor said: Sir,
I’m in a awful quandary
requiring an honest answer:
Should I die old or live ugly?
The pastor said a prayer for wisdom.
Well, now, he said, I’m no Solomon,
but I’m willing to bet, knowing him,
that if he were standing here
he would undoubtedly prefer
to exclude you from his harem.
Copyright © Maurice Rigoler | Year Posted 2024
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