Funny Poem: Stretching the Truth

Have you heard any funny poems? How funny is it? Is it with sense? (Laughing…) I hope so! Well, I was browsing the net yesterday afternoon and found some funny poems. I can’t say it was really funny but somehow if you really interpret it in a deepest way, it’ll mean something.

I’ll post one now and SOME soon…

Here,

It was 1541, or perhaps a later hour,
When Francis Dereham was taken to London's famous Tower.
He'd been a naughty boy for Katherine Howard he had "known":
Not a clever thing to do with her husband on the throne.

Henry The Eighth was pretty cross and almost lost all reason
And said the Queen would have to go for having committed treason.
But proof was what was needed and it couldn't all be bought
So Dereham was arrested and his confession keenly sought.

He was taken to the torture room and tied upon the rack
And the creaking wheels were turned until they'd taken up the slack.
The rack master then smiled at him, a smile that wasn't sweet,
Then he took a goose's feather and tickled both his feet.

He burnt poor Dereham with heated irons and gouged out both his eyes
But no confession could he get, much to his surprise.
He turned the wheels some more, there was a tearing noise and then
Dereham who'd been five-feet-two was almost five-feet-ten.

But still they couldn't break the man, no matter what they tried,
Until it was the rack master who just broke down and cried.
Then Henry came along to see if confession time was near
And having heard the problem he whispered in Dereham's ear.

The young man listened quietly and then suddenly confessed
And the rack master stared and said, "Well now, I'll be blessed,"
"Your Highness, that was brilliant but just what did you say?"
"I said he could change places with you for one whole day."

Source: Stretching the Truth

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