Monday, November 22, 2004

Stars change

The man who won't deliver his nightly farts
Without looking up the astrological charts
Didn't lose his faith in the horoscope
When it failed to tell him his daughter would elope
He felt hurt that his daughter went astray
But he hated more the guy who took her away
It didn't matter if he was deaf or dumb or had a limp
If he looked like a chimp or worked as a pimp
What filled him with infinite dread
Was that he didn't wear the sacred thread