SUCH FUNNY MEN
Sol Finkelman (gaynsol@att.net)
Wed, 14 Oct 1998 00:32:08 -0400
SUCH FUNNY MEN
There is no doubt the walrus said
That mankind's going to the dogs;
They cannot sleep when off to bed,
At wake up time, they sleep like logs.
They give so much to charities,
Such satisfaction in the gift;
But when at taxes they can sneeze,
Onto the streets the poor must drift.
In parking lots they circle round,
So they won't have too much to walk:
At exercise in gyms they're found,
But mostly go to sit and talk.
A nearby turtle shook his head,
No species known could be that dumb;
Permissiveness too long inbred
Has left the brain cells all but numb.
Sol the Sage
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