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Many many years ago when I was twenty-three,
I got married to a widow who was pretty as could be.
This widow had a grwon-up daughter
Who had hair of red.
My father fell in love with her,
And soon the two were wed.
This made my dad my son-in-law,
And changed my very life.
My daughter was my mother,
For she was my father's wife.
To complicate the matters worse,
Although it brought me joy,
I soon became the father
Of a bouncing baby boy.
My little baby then became
A brother-in-law to dad.
And so became my uncle,
Though it made me very mad.
For if he was my uncle,
Then that also made him brother
To the widow's grown-up daughter
Who, of course, was my step mother.
Father's wife then had a son,
Who kept them on the run,
And he became my grandson,
For he was my daughter's son.
My wife is now my mother's mother
And it makes me blue.
Because, although she is my wife,
She's my grandmother too.
If my wife is my grandmother,
Then I am her grandchild.
And every time I think about it,
It simply drives me wild.
For now I have become
Teh strangest case you ever saw.
As the husband of my grandmother,
I am my own grandpa!
-Author Unknown
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