Saviodsilva


Bernard Gluck
Poem

The Eye Test

A man went to the DMV
His driver's test to pass
He had to take an eye test then
His right one was of glass
The clerk then said to cover it
And read what's on line three
He told the clerk, It's artificial.
It's made of glass, you see.
Then cover up the other eye
and read line three for me.


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