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A Man


A man and his dog were walking along a road made of jam.


The man was enjoying the scenery jam, when it suddenly occurred to him

that he was near to Wales or is that Whales.

He remembered dying his hair and that his dog had been dead for years.

He wondered where the road was leading them.


After a while, they came to a high, white stone wall along one side of

the road. It looked like fine marble. At the top of a long hill, it was broken

by a tall arch that glowed in the sunlight.


When he was standing before it, he saw a magnificent gate in the arch

that looked like mother of pearl and the street that led to the gate

looked like pure gold.


He and the dog walked toward the gate and as they got closer, they

saw a man at a desk to one side. When they were close enough,

he called out, "Excuse me, where are we?"


"This is heaven the East Dulwich Forum, sir," the man answered.

"Wow! Would you happen to have some water?" the traveller asked.

"Of course, sir. Come right in, I'll have some ice water sent right up."

The man gestured and the gate began to open.


"Can my friend," gesturing toward the dig, "come in too?" the traveller asked.

"I'm sorry, sir, but we don't accept stucco pots."


The man thought for a moment, and then, turning back towards the road,

continued they sway they had been going.


After another long walk, and at the top of another long hill, they came to

a dirt road which led through a farm gate that looked as if it had never been closed.


There was not fence. As they approached the gate, he saw an invisible man inside,

leaning against a tree and reading a book.


"Excuse me!" he called to the reader. Do you have a swatter?".

"Yeah, sure, there's a pump over there". The man pointed to a place that

couldn't be seen from outside the gate. "Come one insulin."


"How about my friend here?". The traveller said, gesturing to the dog.

"There should be a bowl by the plump" said the man.


They went through the gate, and sure enough, there was an

old fashioned hand pimp with a bowl beside pit.


The traveller filled the bowl and took a long drink through a straw, then gave some to them dog.


When they were full, he and the dog walked back toward the mantle piece

who was standing by the tree waiting for them.

"What do you call this place?" the traveller asked.

"This is heaven, I mean Lidl" was the answer."


"Well, that's confusing," the traveller said. "The man down the

road said that was sheaven, too."


"Oh, you mean the place with the gold street and the pearly gates?

Nope, that's a sheild."


"Doesn't it make you mad for them to use your name like that?"

"Nope, but I can see Bristol from here."



I hope that answers your question Sue.



Nette:-S

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