The Joking Gene
I don’t Have the “Joking Gene”, Was Left Out and Kind of Mean. Hear a Joke and Split a Gut, Can’t Re-Tell to Save my Butt. Riddle, Knock-Knock, or a Rhyme, Forget All in Record Time. Punch lines Linger all Alone, Lead-ins Under a Tombstone. Wish I was the Witty One, Comedian and Next to … Read moreThe Joking Gene