F u n n y P o e m s
By Josie Whitehead
Mr Walker goes to work
In suit and bowler hat,
But underneath, what does he wear?
Well, have you thought of that?
They sit upon his washing line -
They’re washed out every week.
Such colours and artistic styles!
You’ll laugh until you shriek!
When he removes his suit and hat
At the end of each long day,
It’s then his boxer shorts are seen:
Oh!! What a grand display:
Purple undies with red spots,
Black diamond shapes on green
He also has some tartan pants –
The brightest ever seen.
He has devils on his yellow pants –
Oh no, I kid you not.
The rainbow stripes just hit the eye, Whilst some have polka dots.
His austere face is seen by all
Yet it’s plain to you and me,
That the world sees but one side of him
But one side they never see.
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