A man was crying over a grave and repeating,
Why did you have to die?
Another man approached him and said,
Sir, I dont wish to interfere with your private grief
but for whom do you mourn so deeply?
Your child?
Your parent?
The mourner took a moment to collect himself,
then replied,
My wifes first husband.
Boy U r d Sunshine
Of My Lyf !
Widout U Lyf''s Lyk A
Dreamy Cloud !
U r In My Heart Like A
Luvly Drizzle In d Sun !
Girl: Nw Go Further
I''ve 2 Listen More
Weather Report ;->
