Japanese Jokes                   for Anthony Thwaite       Peter Porter

 

In his winged collar

he  flew. The nation wanted

peace. Our Perseus!

 

William Blake, William

Blake, William Blake, William Blake,

say it and feel new!

 

Love without sex is

still the most efficient  form

of hell known to man.

 

A professional

is one who believes he has

invented breathing.

 

The creation had

to find room for the exper-

imental novel.

 

When daffodils be-

gin to peer: watch out, para-

noia’s round the bend.

 

I  get out of bed

and say goodbye to people

I won’t meet again.

 

I sit and worry

about money who very

soon will have to die.

 

I consider it

my duty to be old hat

so you can hate me.

 

I am getting fat

And unattractive but so

Much nicer to know.

 

Somewhere at the heart

Of the universe sounds the

True mystic note: Me.