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A Gaggle of Laughs
Grook
He who believes the world will end by fire,
global warming and rising waters will prove a liar.
Honest Anthropologist
From his peers came a howl
when a famous anthropologist
confessed: “After years of digging
for the link that’s missing
I’ve concluded it really is.”
That said he threw in his trowel.
Grook
With family, friends, and in-laws left behind
millions of dead are finally enjoying peace of mind.
Be of Few Words
In a thesaurus she plunged her nose
accumulating a vocabulary
bachelors found intimidatingly extraordinary.
The result was surprisingly atypical:
Not one date, and not one proposal.
(Ladies, be of few words and cautious,
no man wants to bed with a thesaurus.)
Salt’s the Fault
Foods loaded with salt
are harmful, say all who are sane.
It should only be eaten
with no more than a grain,
more than that could end your life –
have you forgotten Lot’s wife?
Grook
Said a cardinal about to die:
Compared to the Vatican,
rewarded with a mansion
will be anticlimactic.
How’s Your Math?
Two paradigms
add up to twenty cents.
Grook
Unless you’re blind or don’t hear well
the end of Italian names spell
just like their pastas, with “ini”
except most italians aren’t skini.
Grook
I marvel at the ingenuity
of people lacking any.
Honest to the End
To the surprise of the warden,
the prisoner left his last meal uneaten.
Something wrong with the food,
he asked? Not at all, said the prisoner.
“Whoever prepared this meal should
be hanged. It’s nothing to die for.”
Much Ado About Smelling
In saying “gas” and not flatulence,
keep in mind this difference:
The first has a odor objectionable
the other is more tolerable –
relative, that is, to one’s distance.
Copyright ©
Maurice Rigoler
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