Goldfinch60

What is the Time?



There I was, in bed,

Fast asleep.

My wife woke me in a panic,

“Quick, what’s the time?”

“I don’t know, I’ll find out”.

So I put the drum out the window,

Hit it loud and hard.

A window opened down the street,

“What are you doing!” a voice shouted,

“Playing a drum at three thirty in the morning?”

I pulled the drum in,

Closed the window,

And said to my wife,

“It is three thirty”.

We went back to sleep.

Comments7

  • orchidee

    Ahh, we could try that - seems a good idea. Someone may not shout back the time, but may say 'Stop banging that ******* drum, will ya!'

    • Goldfinch60

      That is the reply I normally get.

      • orchidee

        Tell 'em you was only trying to find out what the time is!

      • Michael Edwards

        A real good laugh for the morning - both the poem and the video - DA was a real master.

        • Goldfinch60

          Thank you Michael. Yes DA was wonderful.

        • Neville

          What a little cracker.. tis the way ya write em , innit... All Good Things, Neville

          • Goldfinch60

            Thank you Neville, most kind.

            • Neville

              my sincere pleasure..

            • Laura

              Andy ,

              Your write was great!
              That clip was hilarious!
              It’s not easy for children to learn how to tell time! Digital watches were out of the question for my children until they learned to tell time from an analog clock/watch!
              When I watched the clip, I noticed Dave Allen’s left hand! Half of his index finger was missing. Do you know what happened?

              My love to Joyce and you!
              ~Laura~

              • Goldfinch60

                Thank you Laura. Dave Allen used to tell stories about his finger, and I don’t think any of them were true.

                • Laura

                  😃

                • BRIAN & ANGELA

                  Thanks UNCLE ANDY ~ At the end of a Weary Day a double whammy of FUNNIES ~ Ken Dodd who is shaking his tickling stick in Glory and the great raconteur DAVE ALLEN whose videos I love on You Tube. Your VIDEO & POEM have revived me for an evening of marking & planning my next Field trip ! Its 6 am (Wednesday) in NZ so ANGELA is still tucked up in BED ! Blessings & Love to You & JOYCE ~
                  BRIAN & ANGELA🧡🧡🧡🧡

                  • Goldfinch60

                    Glad you enjoyed the funnies, humour in life is so important.

                  • dusk arising

                    There's a new version of that 'joke' around here. One is awakened by the thundering noise of a low flying helicopter. It's 2.40a.m. on a saturday morning and the police helicopter is serving the community again.
                    Why are police helicopters some of the loudest? We often see much, much quieter ones in the sky heading for the Droitwich heliport.

                    • Goldfinch60

                      Yes that is true, we even see them disturbing Evesham.

                    • Tamara Beryl Latham - The Poet

                      What wit you have. I'm still laughing. :-)

                      This poem is great and it emphasizes that there is no need for a clock.

                      Don't ever stop writing.

                      • Goldfinch60

                        Thank you Tamara, laughter is so important in our lives it can cure many ills.

                        • Tamara Beryl Latham - The Poet

                          Yes, it's true. Stress raises our cortisol level and laughter decreases it. Laughter also takes away frown lines. :-)



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