Category: Joke Board
There was a young man from Athlone
Who lived in hut all alone
The reason no mystery,
For he had a history, of bathing
with frogs in a bog.
Stevie.
um .. interesting, but I didn't really understand it
Keeping as best I can to be true to my word of,
“One to one yer on,”
When in the tellin’ of Irish Jokes
Here goes…
In the continued thought of the frogs,
delightful little creatures aren’t they?
This Story is titled: Croak Granddad
A Donegal boy said to his grandfather. "Make a frog noise for me Granddad."
"No, son, I don't feel like making a frog noise right now"
"Oh please Granddad, make a frog noise."
"No, I don't want to."
"Oh please Granddad, make a frog noise.
"Why is it so important to you that I make a frog noise?"
"Cos Mum says when you croak we can go to Disney world"
You know Speedie it might be well for Granddad to get out and
Visit that young man from Athlone
That way he would no longer be alone and who knows
Just maybe Granddad would be granted to take a froggie home with him.
Then Mum upon hearing the “Croak, Croak” of froggie,
Thinking it rather to be coming from Granddad…
Oh, would not the Donegal boy be jumping like a frog
So happy you know to be at long last enroute to Disney world?
~*Thunderous Midnight*~
Nymphadora it's a snippet of my terrible poetry
I've the talent of a dyslexic elephant.
Irish peat bogs are filthy smelly places and bathing in them is
not good if your set on a social life. So your man has all the allure of a warthog.Smile
Stevie.