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Mr. and Mrs. Jones

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Mr. Jones was a jolly old man,
With a green striped cap of cloth,
He worked with the time every day,
And was just like a cuckoo clock.
Mrs. Jones was straight and poised,
While her spouse was fun all ‘round,
She was tall and grim as could be,
She was much more tightly wound.
One day this couple so old and wise,
Thought to themselves with lament,
“I’ll have to make my will right now,
And tell them for my stone I want granite.”
They both began to write a will,
With the finest of lawyers cash bid,
Saying that all that they had,
Went to their child and their child’s kid.
When they left the lawyers began,
To read the wills over the ash,
Then stopped and grinned ear-to-ear,
And said, “You get all the cash.
“But you owe us this, and you owe us that,
And you go set your houses on fire,
Forget to pack clothes, you’ll have to sell those,
To pay off the debts for our hire.”



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