Category: Poetry

Old Doc asked the young doctor Just what he thought he had done. “You told her she is pregnant, Mrs. Jones is sixty one!” “She ran down to my office, She’s about to have a fit.” The young doctor told Old Doc, “It cured her hiccoughs, didn’t it?”

The great wall that divides Heaven from the Devil’s Hell Was in need of much repair, as any soul could tell. Fumes of molten sulfur had been seeping through each crack So God approached the Devil, at first with godly tact. “Our wall’s gotten shabby, bits and pieces lie about. And if we don’t fix […]

The pastor asked the boys to help him Borrow some of the Baptists’ chairs. They were having their Christmas program And there wouldn’t be enough of theirs. Their country church was kinda small As country churches tend to go. And when they had a special meeting Their crowds would sometimes overflow. He always took the […]

My guest was departing; He had just spent the night. I asked him as he left, “Was everything all right?” He said it had been great, No if, and, or maybe. And the bed was a dream; He’d slept like a baby. When I cleaned up his room, It was true what he’d said. He’d […]

While Sherlock Holmes and Dr. Watson Were camping out one summer night, Sherlock awakened old Doc Watson To a most unusual sight. “Look at the stars”, he said to Watson, “Can you tell me your deduction?” ‘Cause Sherlock liked to ask a question To be used as an instruction. Dr. Watson said he saw the […]