Saturday, 1 March 2008


LOVE...
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John dies and reaches Heaven; soon he’s outside the gate.

He calls out to Saint Peter, ‘What’s the password mate?’

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‘The word is LOVE.’ Peter replies. ‘Spell it out for me.’

Johnny quickly obliges. ‘That’s easy. It’s L.O.V.E.’

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‘Thanks John, that’s all I require,’ says Peter, with a smile.

‘You’ve passed. Come through the turnstile.

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‘You’re a member now, so you can cover for me.

Just guard the gate - I won’t be a jiffy.

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‘You know the drill. If they answer right,

let them through… Into the light.’

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John agrees and to the rules he adheres,

passing everyone until a woman appears.

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As the figure gets nearer he wearily sighs.

It's his wife. She’s suddenly died.

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Of a shrewish nature, she screams in his face,

‘Well no-hoper! How do I get into this place?’

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John thinks quickly before looking at her

saying, ‘Spell Czechoslovakia.’

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End.

Joe Thomas.

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