#6428

There was a young man who was quite a dunce
and his father, seemingly none the wiser
sent him out to sell travel insurance
So when he returned, with no more than a sunburn
the hungry lad was given nothing but stale buns

The next day he was told to sell one of their cows
for his mother, Margaret-God bless her
had suddenly been stricken with gout
So when he returned, carrying only an old churn
Margaret, the old dear, could do nothing but shout