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I tried to phone the spiritual leader of Tibet once, but I was sent a big goat with a long neck instead.
I must have phoned Dial-a-Llama by mistake.
Why did the Catholic priest get sent to jail?
Tax evasion.
A woman who gave birth in a tree was sent to jail
She was charged with treeson
The tiny bag of flour got in trouble, so his mother sent him to bread early. He kneaded to be punished.
Turtles that commit crime are sent to the shell-block.
Why did the volleyball player get sent to jail? Because he was set up.
What did the Power Ranger say after being sent to the hospital?
It's morphine time.
Why was the neuron sent to the principal's office?
It had trouble controlling its impulses.
There was a man who entered a local paper's pun contest.
He sent in ten different puns hoping at least one of the puns would win but, unfortunately, no pun in ten did.
Funny Poems Page 1

One evening I wrote to John and I guess I was expressing my frustrations with not having enough time as I had a briefcase full of work to do that evening. Jaymac, in his wisdom, sent me back the following funny but inspirational poem:

Briefcase with an Engine
Poet: John McLeod

Fit your briefcase with an engine
Go skateboarding in the sun
Loop the loop, do aerobatics,
Laugh a lot and have great fun!

'Cook a snook' at paper empires
Save a forest, every tree
And remember, above all,
To do it happily!

It reminded me life is too short to let work frustrate me. Reading John's words of wisdom helped relieve my stress as I found myself smiling when I finished reading the poem. And, smiling and laughing is a great stress reliever!

Many times during my career I let my work control my life. Looking back at the times where I allowed my work to create stress and frustration in my life I now realize what I thought was important really was not. I am not say
My friend couldn't afford to pay his water bill.
So I sent him a “get well soon” card.
My friend couldn’t pay his water bill anymore.
I sent him a Get Well Soon card.
There was a young person called Smarty,
Who sent out his cards for a party.
So exclusive and few,
Were the friends that he knew,
That no one was present but Smarty.
There was an Old Man of Marseilles,
Whose daughters wore bottle-green veils;
They caught several Fish,
Which they put in a dish,
And sent to their Pa' at Marseilles.
Earlier today someone sent me a bunch of flowers, but all the heads had been cut off.
I think I'm being stalked.