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At the end of a tiring day when he was feeling his aches a little more than usual, an elderly man retired to bed with his wife, turned off the light and settled comfortably on his pillow.
He was just beginning to feel rested when his wife said, "Henry, you didn't kiss me good night." He turned over, kissed her on the cheek and once more settled himself for the night. He was just starting to doze off when his wife chided, "Henry, dear, you didn't kiss me on the neck." With a sigh, he turned over again and kissed her on the neck. He was almost asleep when his wife said plaintively, "Henry, dearest, you didn't nibble my ear."
At this, the old man threw back the bed covers, leaped out of bed and began rummaging wildly on the dressing table … books thudded to the floor, perfume bottles crashed about and hair brushes bounced noisily off the walls.
"Henry! Henry!" his wife shouted anxiously above the din, "what on earth are you doing?" Still threshing around, he replied tersely, "For the sake of peace, woman, I'm trying to find my dentures!"
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