Source: The Funniest Joke Never Told
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*The Funniest Joke Never Told*
It Was the Funniest Joke Ever Uttered…
It wasn’t on a TV Screen…
Not on an elevated stage…
There were no hosted seats,
No airway to be played.
The guy was pure genius,
The delivery was sharp and quick,
The funniest part was the content—
Though only his targets were meant to Get It.
It was drop dead hilarious.
I wish you could have
Heard It.
I wish I could have heard it—
Said it…
It Was the Funniest Joke Ever Told.
Only two others heard it…
But they were too busy engaging each other—
To even bother to notice.
The second funniest joke ever told
Was in an intimate clique,
They called it a “Private Party,”
We’ve all been to one like it.
One joke was the funniest of all—
It stayed between those walls —
It was forgotten by sunrise —
Meant only for nightfall.
The third funniest joke ever told
Was at the family table,
The punch line was full of love—
A lot of us wouldn’t get it.
‘Twas one rambunctious time,
With the youngest’s silliest line,
The table Always has laughter,
But none quite like this time.
The fourth funniest joke ever told
Was between a happy couple,
Up long on the phone,
His jokes continued to double.
One was the funniest of all,
It was the funniest
He ever said,
The line must have eavesdropped…
Soon after it had dropped dead.
Def Jam, Circa ’93—
Had the fifth funniest ever told,
Now That One was televised,
But I forgot the episode.
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*The Great Diversion*
An Author writes his novel—
Hoping he’ll make it big…
A Musician plays in his Band—
Hoping for a Larger gig.
An Artist paints a canvas—
Hoping to be on display…
Broadcast Majors plan to Announce—
They study Play by Play.
An Athlete Runs Many Miles
To be on
A Walk of Fame…
A Poet develops Verse—
Desperately
Throwing Out
Her Name.
Well-Connected Dreamy Eyes
Think they can save TV,
One Network after another—
They’re brought back to Reality.
Others just want to get by;
They live just for the payout…
Right when there’s time for Love—
They’re right back on their Way Out.
A Mechanic Repairs
A Therapist Cares
An Accountant Counts
While Salesmen Discount
Carpenters Construct
Businessmen Conduct
Fashionistas Design
Architects Align
A Butcher Chops
A Janitor Mops
A Valet Parks
A Detective Narks
A Cabby Drives
A Sailor Dives
Acupuncturists Puncture
Engineers Structure
A Chef Fries
A Pilot Flies
An Agent Spies
A Politician Lies
And Workers Work
And Workers Work
And Work and Work…
They Work and Work and Work,
They Dream, They Sweat, They Chatter,
It’s all a Great Diversion
From the One thing that Really Matters.
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*The Hike*
At sunrise, as the sky begins to clear:
So begins The Hike.
With nothing new on the horizon,
I still aim to make the outdoors great.
I’ll settle for making it back intact.
On weekends I may roam unconstrained,
On This day I lug a Backpack —
Intended to forefend fail,
but Useless
on This rigorous trail.
Bitter winds, whipping debris, and stony ground
Renders my body achin’,
True pioneers must stay the course,
And keep walking the path less taken.
My algid chill cannot repress
The labored sweat that drops
as briskly as the sloping temperatures.
Still, I march uphill with poise and tenacious
proficiency.
Every step commands determination,
As the earth stiffens and
the Cold winds
Continue to pick up Steam.
As I stand in place,
Yet blowing against the wind—
I eye the formidable
Mountain.
I Harness.
And I Climb.
In the face of conditions
that would make the ordinary man
fall off the steep end,
or camp out,
I choose to climb.
Amidst any Storm,
Beneath any dark hovering cloud,
You will Never see any rain on this face.
Only a hardened brow
and staid visage.
Amidst the most severe
Climates,
Among the Highest of Mountains,
I smile tirelessly,
and laugh incessantly.
I have seen the bottom,
I have felt the hardest drop…
I may fall by nightfall,
but right now—I’m at the top.
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It’s a warm one today.
Hurry up and Join Me…
It may be nice for now,
But soon it will get chilly.
I can see it in your eyes,
You could feel the same…
Time is running out,
Before this fire wanes.
I know that I could love you
With all the warmth
that’s in my heart…
You just have to love me back—
Before the Blizzard Starts.
Feel my heart beat now,
Before the wind blows in…
Because once you’ve felt my chill—
You’ll never feel again.
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*The Strength of a Man*
We are supposed to have
Strength.
The strength to steal hearts
Right from the Owner’s Chest.
The Strength to evoke
The Power of Love.
The strength to
Build roads, towers, and
Scaffolds…
The strength to leave
The elderly, and our women and children
Baffled.
We are supposed to have the
Strength
To mold, shape and create…
The strength to make and provide,
and keep our families safe.
I am just A Man.
If I could be more strong —
I’d build a life for us,
It wouldn’t even take long —
I just need these roadblocks gone.
If I had the strength
to clear all They put in our way,
And leave just me and you,
I wouldn’t have to say:
I am just A Man.
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*Flip the Switch*
When I walked into your illuminating room,
My eyes correlated the Brightness
It may have been this two-fold Ray,
That caused me to be so blind
Rendered Dim,
I was unable to
look any further
The room remained blissful
Still
The only charge was
Ignorance
When I dared walk
to the broader side,
I knew I might gain
Some Insight
Though I was reluctant to see the light,
this was the only way
to shed some on You
I decided to become your company,
even if risking
overstaying my welcome.
The room is undeniably bright,
for my eyes can only be so wrong,
But as your ray shined
down on others,
I found myself
In the Shade.
This light once as beaming
As the Heavens—
Now flickers like a
Domestic Watt,
After being upon
The cold, cold Shade,
I could now clearly see:
This room — while
Open for Others,
Was Closed Off to Me.
She may have set
The Conditions—
but I would leave on
My Own Terms:
I may not be the
Brightest Bulb,
but I too can shade
My Pitch…
Before I left the room,
I was sure to
Flip the Switch.
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(It Only Takes One Time)
A concealed hobby fermenting in Hours of labor—Turned to Months—
Even Years
Hidden from Unseen Eyes —
Deemed pointless by the Unconscious “Cute” by friends and family
Only destined to remain Unsent
Unviewed
Unaccredited/
Submitted
Published/
Accepted
Acclaimed:
*It Only Takes One Time*
Yearning
Loneliness
Subjected to tales of romance
&
The defeating of odds too great
to overcome oneself
Pattern Rejection
Frustration
Hopelessness
Love:
It Only Takes One Time
Blackness
Entertaining
Pondering
Contemplating
So Unlike
Bluffing
Pleading
A part of the world today
Means a part of the world tomorrow…
It Only Takes One Time
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*Mizzou*
In 1911, the Mizzou family came home
&
Gave the United States Homecoming.
The rallies of school spirit that have sprinted through
America’s high schools and universities are tracked
to the same footprints:
A Streak of Tigers.
Tigers that have fought Jayhawks since the mid-19th century
in an ongoing Border War that spanned over 100 years on battlefields and football fields…
Until in 2011, 100 years after the Tigers came home,
We won the Border Showdown once and for all.
Final Score: 57-54-9.
Our victory laps can be witnessed among the M of Faurot Field and the gym of Mizzou Arena. Our earned stripes
are defended in all arenas of contest, and worn
warmly in a Homecoming that
Shames the rest.
Our Mizzou,
How We Miss You.
The Tigers who have prowled out of Columbia have
Left the undying marks of their hearts.
But they still miss their home—
and our Homecoming.
They miss giving their blood—following the steps of their hearts,
Granting endangered lives with a new start.
They miss the talent show before the big game,
And the Day of Service where we gave in our name.
Dear and lasting are the decorations of laughter
That adorned the spirit rally, and the parade—the night after.
Missouri Gold and Black is packed in a timeless two-week ball,
And after tailgating,
It is time for football.
We could prowl through another hundred years
Just for the chance to relive this field.
Mizzou,
Oh
How We Miss You.
Feels like just yesterday when we walked through the iconic Ionic columns of Columbia.
The columns that fire could not destroy,
instead they remain standing tall like the dome of Jesse Hall.
We leaped to uncover the patchwork that is the deep beauty of this campus landscape:
A botanic garden with deep burgundy hawthorn fruit and us—the blooming youth.
Free to tell of the beauty of Virginia bluebells and the sweet shrubs nature gave near Thomas Jefferson’s grave.
We were the butterflies that sighed love’s velocity into Peace Park,
and lifted our varsity
Way Beyond the Arc:
M-I-Z!!!
It’s good.
Z-O-U!!!
The Fighting Tigers of Columbia have been tapped into secret societies of influence as a conduit to a better Missouri—A richer story. Seeping into what is already a community of tradition, energy innovation, and firsts.
The first university to introduce journalism into the curriculum and continue to make media-journalism advancements—including advancements to the only university-owned TV network affiliate, KOMU.
The first to use a tomato to fight prostate cancer.
The first to bring our alumni back home….
And we’re all tied for first in the race to return.
Our Mizzou,
Oh
How We Miss You.
Come Homecoming,
We are coming back home…
We are the archers of the spring & the fall; the marchers through the gardens en route to the halls.
Walmart developed in Cornell Hall, and in all, hundreds of thousands
Helped to knit
The fabric of the Mizzou Culture
With a cameo from Brad Pitt.
In Lafferre, Engineers have the luck of the Irish
and are destined to marry when the shamrock is crossed,
Then walk the aisle over to the MURR center,
Where with the nation’s best reactor:
No power is loss.
We charge the Quad with Midwestern pleasantry,
The niceness and smiles only found in Missouri,
Because there is but only
One Mizzou—
Where fond hearts and beauty
Will forever roam;
Like Sheryl Crow and the Tigers who left to mark the globe,
We are on the Long Road Home.
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