Open Poetry #44 |
Marital Problems |
LindsayP Member Elite
since 2007-07-28
Posts 3410Australia, Victoria |
Marital Problems Old Harry walked up to the bar for a drink, He said to Eddie, for God’s sake give me a beer, Why what’s wrong Harry, the barman inquired, For in your eyes I detect a trace of real fear. I’ve just had another fight with the little woman, he said Oh, and how did this one end, I hope you weren’t drunk, When it was over she came to me on her hands and knees, She said, ‘come out from under the bed you gutless wee punk’. |
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Robert E. Jordan Member Rara Avis
since 2008-01-25
Posts 8541Philadelphia, Pennsylvania |
Yo LindsayP, Now isn't that just the way it is. Funny one, and so true to life. Bobby |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
Most amuzing, Lindsay. Ida |
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LindsayP Member Elite
since 2007-07-28
Posts 3410Australia, Victoria |
Dear Ida and Bobby, thanks so much for your comments, always appreciated. Lindsay |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Cute enough, but I can't even imagine your wife looking for you under the bed curtains... without a big smile! And check for a "Rose" post in #45...returned to the Open just for you and yours. |
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