Desire

Desire

 

Tom was a taxi driver on his way to pick up a nun,

He'd always wanted to kiss one thought it would be fun.

So he picked her up and looked her in the eye,

Asked her if she wouldn't mind giving it a try.

She asked him if he was married or a Catholic,

He said "No,neither,"this did the trick.

He pulled over to the side and embraced her in a snog,

But suddenly he burst into tears and felt as sick as a dog.

"Why are you crying?"asked the nun." "Well I'm Catholic and I'm wed!"

"That's no problem,I'm on my way to a fancy dress party and my name is Fred!"

 

 

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Lynn Dye

Fri 27th Jul 2012 21:17

Love this, Hugh, gave me a good chuckle!

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zethembiso mkhize

Fri 27th Jul 2012 12:00

LMAO! LOL. hahahaha. a very good poem this is!

<Deleted User> (6895)

Mon 16th Jul 2012 09:59

From the confines of our closets-
we bless this poem.

Only joking-
or are we?

Aythankyor!! xx

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Isobel

Sun 15th Jul 2012 21:31

Very funny :)

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Shirley Smothers

Sun 15th Jul 2012 19:38

LOL! Great poem. Made me smile and laugh. Don't get enough of these. Funny!

Thanks for the laugh.
Shirley

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M.C. Newberry

Sun 15th Jul 2012 13:24

Ha-ha...thanks Hugh. That's given me a lift on a Sunday!

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