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Monday morning writing joke: “I killed her with laughter”

I killed her with laughter.
She lies dead on the floor.
For many many years
she I just tried to ignore.
She was a noisy neighbor
a Gladys Kravitz type
who took the smallest thing
and gave it biggest hype.
Then one sunny day,
I told her a joke.
It wasn’t very funny
but she began to choke.
I stood there and stared
wondering what I should do.
She made the choking sign
and I knew she was through.
I should have helped her –
this I know now –
but I was glad to be rid of her
that nosy neighbor cow.
The house she lived in
has strange new residents.
I hope to meet them
but their nose never relents.
In the middle of night
I’ll hear a freight train.
It’s charging through my bedroom!
I’m going insane!
I have been spying on them
to find out what I can do.
Then one of them came over
and started with a joke or two.

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Monday morning writing joke: “Drink up or is that down?”

mug with markings
Happy writing.

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Monday morning writing joke: “Barking vowels”

There once was a writer doggerel

Whose writing sounded as if you should gargle.

Rhymes and diphthongs

The words never got along

Sounding like the speech of a mongrel.

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Monday morning writing joke: “Chef from Kent”

There once was a chef from Kent

who knew not how her evening was spent.

With her panties aside

had she hitched up for a ride?

Or was that dampness some other condiment?

Story of a two ladies out late.

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Monday morning writing joke: “The Cow Story”

The fox said, pointing to the open field, “Maybe that’s where the cow jumped over the moon. Which brings up the philosophical question: Why did the cow jump over the moon?”

“Because it was trying to avoid the cattle drive.”

“But cows can’t drive,” the fox said.

“Cows can’t fly, either,” said the chicken hurriedly crossing the road.

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Monday morning writing joke: “Couplet”

There once was a writer of poems

Who had a side job fixing homes.

While making a repair

He tore pants and underwear

And displayed a couplet best left alone.

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Monday morning writing joke: “Absurdity”

There one day was a poet of the absurd

Who one day gave her word.

She’d tell it straight one day

Come what May

Or the one day she became a bird.

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Monday morning writing joke: “Adverse circumstances”

There once was a writer of verse

Who had a wish so perverse.

He put pen to paper

And hoped he’d become Satyr,

But what he became was even much worse.

He had hooves, horns, and some hide

Enough to frighten his would-be bride.

When he glanced in the mirror,

He couldn’t have looked any queerer

Even with the nannies by his side.

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Monday morning writing joke: “Mars Bar”

There once was a writer from Mars

Who fell to Earth into a bar.

He searched for inspiration

In his makeshift destination.

And found writers who hadn’t gotten very far.

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Monday morning writing joke: “Captured pun”

There once was a writer of puns

who was forever and a day on the run.

English teachers in pursuit,

they felt he was in cahoots

with a jailer, a brailler, and a nun.

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