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Alex Klugman Poem
"I had a sex in places- you could not dream!"
My friend always boasts. And readers:- Pardon me,
Because all people puzzled asking him:-
" About a geography he talks or an anatomy?"
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On the muzzle of the cat- in my bed lying,
When he looked at me, appears a smile:-
"Although a distant - I'm relative of a lion,
And you just an ape, as a science define."
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My friend once got into a crematorium.
As I promised him, on a certain gloomy date,
I brought him to the sea, with grief and sorry.
What for? Of course, on the sea to dissipate!
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Some readers questioning my quest,
Of modern poets- who is the best?
Although, the question is not hard,
I shy away with a grieving heart
Inside of me a constant fight,
Because, I cannot be forthright
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To name the others?.... I hate to lie!
Or praise myself ? .... I'm just too shy!
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My lovely wife is attractive and fit,
She keeping the rule: "Never eat after six".
Six burgers, that all, what she usually eat,
And after the six-seventh hard to affix!
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Said mother-in-law: -" When my time to come,
My ashes scatter in this court in a burial rite."
Thinking, the son-in-law answered in fright: -
"But, if a wind drive you in house again, dear mum?"
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As a dietician - for every client
I recommend sparing-balanced diet.
After you ate a kilo of steak,
Eat for a balance one kilo of cake !
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I do not like racism in any form at all,
It is a shame, it is complete disgrace!
And I declare this from the depth of soul,
As a respected member of the highest race.
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The difference between a man and a pig is big.
Which one particular ?.... Children can answer.
Even if you pour wine into the throat of a pig,
To become a man pig have not got a chance!
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About the deceased say either good or nothing,
Therefore at the funeral of the deceased chief,
The subordinates danced in full silence,
With happy faces, but slowly with grief!
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