A man who sang bass in the choir
Gave in to his carnal desire
With another man's wife,
But the man had a knife.
He now sings a full octave higher.
***
Yeah, I don't know where this one came from.
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Dana Crandell
Dad, Stedpad, Grandpa, Husband, lover of Nature and dogs.
Writer, editor, photographer and Tech/Internet nerd. Internationally published in multiple languages. I spend my days writing for others and my "spare" time creating for myself.
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🔪😳🎙️ Creative juices....engaged...
Lol! That was great 😅
Omg 🤣
That's a great poem there 👍.