Category: Boys and Girls

ROMANCE

He put his hand around my neck,

So that I could not scream.

He brought me up to his room,

So we would not be seen.

He took off all my wrappings,

And gazed upon my form.

As I stood cold and shivering,

He stood there hot and warm.

He touched me with his feverish lips,

And placed me on my rear.

He made me what I am today,

An empty bottle of beer.

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Category: Women's Lib

LIFE GOES ON

During the last census, a census-taker arrived at a Bronx apartment and started entering the relevant data on the forms.

“What is your occupation?” - he asked the lady of the household.

“I am a housewife.”

“And what does your husband do for a living?”

“My husband died 17 years ago,” - answered the woman.

The man looked at the half-a-dozen small kids raising hell in the various parts of the apartment.

“And to whom these children belong to?”

“They are mine,” - came the prompt answer.

“How is that possible?”

“It is my husband who passed away, not me!”

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