I found myself a little book of limericks a while ago. I couldn't decide on one, so here's two:
A young schizophrenic named Struther
When informed of the death of his brother
Said, 'Yes it's too bad,
But I can't feel too sad -
After all, I still have each other.'
ANON.
An amoeba named Sam and his brother
Were having a drink with each other;
In the midst of their quaffing,
They split themselves laughing,
And each of them now is a mother.
ANON.
Ameoba jokes never fail...
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