Words, Weights, Whatever

Monday, February 03, 2003

The BURIAL

Little Tim was in the garden filling in a hole
when his neighbor peered over the fence.

Interested in what the cheeky-faced youngster was
up to,he politely asked, "What are you up to there, Tim?"

"My goldfish died," replied Tim tearfully,
without looking up, "and I've just buried him."


The neighbor was concerned, "That's an awfully
big hole for a goldfish, isn't it?"


Tim patted down the last heap of earth then
replied, "That's because he's inside your darn cat."

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