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The Red Well-Read Reader

Story 137

The Deadliest Scourge

Dressed in dark serge, family and friends converged at church to pray that the

soul of the dearly departed be purged. They immerged into silent prayer. And
when they emerged, they were urged to gen•er•ous•ly splurge to fight cancer, the

deadliest scourge.

And then as the choir chanted a doleful dirge, a surge of sorrow swept the

mourners to crying’s verge.

Story 138

Failure Lurks

Hahmon is a Turk who came to the States and found work as a stock clerk. But

over time he began to shirk his work – which made his boss irk.

So Hahmon took another job as a soda jerk. But again his interest didn’t perk, and

he greeted his customers with a sassy smirk. His new boss said, “Hahmon, you

have a most dis•a•gree•a•ble quirk. You make the clearest day seem as gloomy as

murk. Therefore you’d best look for other work.”

Hahmon replied, “I care not, Mr. Burke. Being a jerk is certainly no job for this
in•tel•li•gent Turk !”

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