Where do I begin?
I never look for the joke.
I look for beauty and a smile.
Jokes are so bad taste or cruel, they could make you choke.
I've probably missed the point by a mile.
But at least I can smile at my rhyming joke!
"There was this .......................... .
I'll let you all complete the poem, probably with chisle and file.
by Anita GRiffiths
I Love A Good Joke
Now where did I put that chisel? :D