The Key To Everything

I got a shocker this morning when talking about Ossie Moore jokes with my mother. She had not been her in my early life from 5 years to 13 years, so she never got to tell me any Ossie Moore jokes. This is not to say that had she done, I would have learnt of the obscene Ossie Jokes. The fact is I didn’t know until a few moments ago that they existed. Obviously my dad ensured that we heard only the right type of Ossie Moore jokes. Please don’t send me any rude jokes, they will not be published and I don’t need the education.

 

The Key To Everything

 

Time had passed and Ossie got his own place

He bought every new thingamabob and adorned every space

Electric iron, radiogram, blender machine and a color TV

Kept up with the Joneses and gained popularity

Every Tom, Dick and Harry knew him by name

You could hear shouts for Ossie where he came

The guys at work never went home at him but knew where he lived

Ossie had adorn the house with flashing lights that would give

Everyone seeing it a lasting memory

Very bright flashes lit the house like a Christmas tree

Early one morning sirens were blurring as fire trucks stormed by

Radio broadcast described a fire gutting a home and no water supply

You hear that Ossie? a co-worker asked with concern

The people describe a fire sounding like at his house and everything burn’

He asked Ossie, dah is you house, duh say it did pon a hill top  

It have in lots of equipment and it burning nonstop

Nervously Ossie dug into his handbag, then fell to his knees

Goodness mercy! I did scared fah a minute dey, but it cahn be me,

                                                            I got my house keys!

 


 

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