My husband likes to kid around
And loves to tell a joke,
Expecting all will understand
The humor that he spoke.
I've heard them all before and some
Recur in certain places,
So he can coax a smile, perhaps,
From unfamiliar faces.
In restaurants (not pizza ones),
His order always ends
With "a pepperoni pizza,"
For the chuckle he intends.
So last evening, in a tavern,
We were shocked and quite unnerved
When, along with what we'd ordered,
Yes - a pizza we were served!
It was topped with pepperoni
And the server was confused
When we said we didn't want it,
But the waiter was amused.
We apologized profusely
And they wouldn't take our money.
Here's the moral of the story -
Some jokes simply aren't funny.
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