Misunderstood

A funny poem about a strangely debilitating condition found almost exclusively the elderly.

Category

Rude and dirty poetry

Sub-category

Dirty poems

Author

Constitutional

Old Joe shuffled his way
Along the promenade one day
He decided it was time to stop
As he passed an ice cream shop
He moved slowly and painfully
And climbed on a stool carefully
After catching his breath a bit
Old Joe ordered a banana split
"Crushed nuts?" asked the waitress
"No," he replied, "just arthritis."

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