Declan and Patrick
were given the mission
of placing a bomb in the
British Houses of Parliament,
during a packed sitting.
On the way in an nondescript vehicle
Declan, quietly, but anxiously said,
'Paddy, I don't like the way that bomb's
ticking away on the back seat.'
'Why's that? ' Paddy asked.
'It could explode! ' Declan replied.
'Not to worry, ' Paddy reassured.
'We've a spare in the boot.'
jerry hughes
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