"I'm glad pigs can't fly," said young Sellers
(He's one of those worrying fellers).
"For if they could fly,
They'd shit in the sky,
And we'd all have to carry umbrellas."

There was an old man of Blackheath,
Who sat on his set of false teeth;
Said he, with a start:
"Oh Lord, bless my heart!
I've bitten myself underneath!"

A young schizophrenic named Struther
When told of the death of his mother,
Said, "Yes, it's too bad,
But I can't feel too sad.
After all, I still have each other."

jedem öfter zug/bahn/bus-fahrenden empfehle ich ebenfalls, sich das reclam-buch nr. 9060 zuzulegen und andere passagiere mit gekicher zu verwirren.