Thursday, July 28, 2005
Little Carol was in the garden, filling a hole,
when her neighbor peered over the fence.
Interested in what the cheeky-faced youngster was doing, he asked,
"What are you up to there, Carol?"
My goldfish is dead," replied Carol tearfully, without looking up,
"and I've just buried him."
The neighbor laughed and said condescendingly,
"That a really big hole for a goldfish, isn't it?"
Carol patted down the last heap of earth, then replied,
"That's because he's inside your cat."