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Uncle Jute

by Paganini Jones


Uncle Jute, the silly coot
Lost his way on the autoroute
Turning left instead of right
found New York, not the Isle of Wight

Now he can't speak proper queen's UK:
has a nasal drawl from the USA;
gets dollars and cents, not pounds and pence;
has a screen door, not a garden fence

All this goes to demonstrate
what happens when you just won't wait
at traffic lights or use a map.
Learn from Jute's most dreadful fate.

11/03/2007

Posted on 11/03/2007
Copyright © 2024 Paganini Jones

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Kathleen Wilson on 11/03/07 at 04:32 PM

Hilariously wonderful.

Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 11/03/07 at 11:59 PM

hahahahahhaahahaha, she drawled.... Silverstein would have loved this... well done!

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