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Humor #67
Thanks
to Ken Hayden
Eye
halve a spelling chequer
It came with my pea sea
It plainly marques four my revue
Miss steaks eye kin knot sea.
Eye
strike a key and type a word
And weight four it two say
Weather eye am wrong oar write
It shows me strait a weigh.
As
soon as a mist ache is maid
It nose bee fore two long
And eye can put the error rite
Its rare lea ever wrong.
Eye
have run this poem threw it
I am shore your pleased two no
Its letter perfect awl the weigh
My chequer tolled me sew.
-Sauce
unknown
MY FORGETTER!
My forgetter's getting better But my rememberer is broke To you that may seem
funny But, to me, that is no joke For when I'm "here" I'm wondering If
I really should be "there" And, when I try to think it through, I
haven't got a prayer! Oft times I walk into a room, Say "what am I here
for?" I wrack my brain, but all in vain A zero, is my score. At times I put
something away Where it is safe, but, Gee! The person it is safest from Is,
generally, just me! When shopping I may see someone, Say "Hi" and have
a chat, Then, when the person walks away I ask myself, "who was that?"
Yes, my forgetter's getting better While my rememberer is broke, And it's
driving me plumb crazy And that isn't any joke.
CAN YOU RELATE???
Please send this to someone Because I DON'T REMEMBER WHO SENT THIS TO ME...
Thanks
to Wayne Lammers
RE: confession - ANOTHER CATHOLIC JOKE