The Trick!
There was a guy named Georg,
Who fell into a gorge,
Fell so heavy, his mind went out of whack,
But now he’s back,
I heard of humpty dumpty,
Getting back on his knee,
But this is just too much,
I wonder what’s the catch?
This guy is old and frail,
No much extra fat does hail,
Curious is that, isn’t it,
Someone must have heard him wail a bit,
I knew he tried vermouth,
To heal that aching tooth,
And that’s why I bet he stumbled,
And by this fall was humbled,
And while he was away,
To play a trick on this first of Aprils day,
A new mirror on his door display,
Make him believe, he’s come old and grey,
Between Vermouth, and tooth, and hospital gown,
At this new image frown,
While behind the door instead,
Laughing to beat all hell, was Ed,
Not far away, there is Jersey too,
Usually a friend so true ,
Bust a gut or two,
Me thinks, Georg will sue,
I bet, when that aching tooth is finally out,
And he is out, of that there cloud,
When all the spirits have dispersed,
Figure out it’s April 1 st.
01/04/2008
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Laughing to beat all hell, was Ed
It definitely wasn't my fault. Jersey made me do it; he always does, and I tried very hard not to. And thank God Brother Georg is suing Jersey, not me!!
PS Tell Brother Georg all of Jersey's money is under his pillow.
My, how you men DO love to razz one another...:o)
Micke
;0 !!!!
Oh Goodness The Full Moon Even?!
Embrassé
Vickie
You are a great sport.
Jasmine, and now truely a member of our infamous "bunch."
Walt
Love Tinka