The Evening Class
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Mickey ( 1024 )
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Posted: 21 May 2010 Word Count: 108 |
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The wife’s just enrolled at Evening School.
She’s training to be a ventriloquist.
She says that at love I’m a total fool
and, for her, there’s no more marital bliss.
So I asked her “Why ventriloquism?”
She said “Well isn’t it clear? –
as I’m married to such a dummy already
at least I’ll have got’ll the gear”
She said that, if I were to sign up as well
it would make our love-life grand.
I don’t need to know how to throw my voice,
just learn where to stick my hand.
(At least, I think that’s what she said –
her voice was coming from the suitcase!)
She’s training to be a ventriloquist.
She says that at love I’m a total fool
and, for her, there’s no more marital bliss.
So I asked her “Why ventriloquism?”
She said “Well isn’t it clear? –
as I’m married to such a dummy already
at least I’ll have got’ll the gear”
She said that, if I were to sign up as well
it would make our love-life grand.
I don’t need to know how to throw my voice,
just learn where to stick my hand.
(At least, I think that’s what she said –
her voice was coming from the suitcase!)
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