I have an old "classic joke" poem with the title "It Could Be Worse." I know the poem itself could be better.
IT COULD BE WORSE
Teddy always said, “It could be worse.”
To every cloud he found the silver lining.
As all his friends would mutter, weep and curse,
Teddy always undercut their whining
by saying that the tragedy, though gory,
“could have been worse.” And so his friends determined
that they would manufacture a tragic story
so awful even Teddy would affirm it
couldn’t be worse. The next time they saw Ted,
they asked him, “Have you heard about poor William?
Last Saturday he found his wife in bed
with Alexander, took a gun and killed him,
then murdered his wife and committed suicide!”
“It could be worse,” was all that Teddy said.
“How so?” his friends demanded. He replied:
“If it had been last Friday, I’d be dead!”
[This message has been edited by Roger Slater (edited July 21, 2006).]
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