Ever since Andrew Stern’s wife <br />left him for guy living <br />next door <br />he couldn’t shake the blues <br />well, eleven years of marriage <br />down the drain <br />so one day Henry F <br />trying to be helpful said, <br />“When my pet goldfish <br />Mr. Ben Brilliant <br />passed away I was thrown <br />into such agony <br />as few men have ever known <br />cause the joy his swimming around <br />gave me can’t be put into words <br />at least not my words <br />so I’ll just say watching <br />Mr. Ben Brilliant gave me delight— <br />joy, joy’s the word <br />and such a golden orange he was <br />to dazzle the eye <br />for two days he floated <br />on the surface of the water <br />finally my dear wife said, <br />‘Enough. He’s garbage.’ <br />I was taken aback <br />by her cruelty. <br />I said, ‘Mr. Ben brilliant is getting <br />a proper burial.’ <br />so at once I went to <br />the Yellow pages <br />and looked up Pet Cemeteries <br />closest one being in Huntington, Long Island <br />I dialed <br />then heard the toilet flush <br />such a sound the human mind <br />cannot imagine <br />so to make a long story short <br />I sunk into a catatonic coma <br />for three days <br />and three nights <br />then <br />the great Rebbe Nachman of Breslov <br />told me what to do in a dream <br />and I did it <br />straight-away racing <br />to the pet store <br />and bought a Mr. Ben Brilliant Jr.” <br />“The point, ” moaned Andrew Stern, <br />my wife ain’t a goldfish.” <br />“Uh, well, <br />yeah <br />I was getting to that <br />quoting the Rebbe now: <br />‘It is a great achievement to be happy! ’”<br /><br />Charles Chaim Wax<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/in-hopes-of-a-happier-life/
