𝐏𝐮𝐛 𝐒𝐮𝐛 𝐒𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐬
An incontinent man with a second hand sub,
And a dwarf and a drongo, walked into a pub.
There three stools did they take, sat and breasted the bar,
And the man flashed the sub, said:”I’ve more in the car.”
Then the midget piped up:”I have new ones to sell!”
Said the drongo:”I’m sold! Wrap the old ones as well!”
Now the drongo we know is an Australian clown,
And the midget resembles a prune with a frown.
And then last but not least, the incontinent man
Having sold off some subs looks in vain for the can.
— D.N. O’Brien