He told what he thought, a funny joke
She got mad with that Uncle Sam bloke

His sense of humor was awry
So she smacked him in the eye

Jesting lies in the art of delivery
To get it right Sam needed smart livery

But smart these days doesn't seem to be the way
In America or any other place on the planet's lay

For Sam's joke to translate well to her funny bone
He should've employed a Marcel Marceau megaphone

But what occurred instead was the sound of thunder
From the bad joke from America to the land down under

Laughs didn't abound in a generous supply
Her tempest did storm with an endless cranky cry

But in the end it all turned out right
Poets through it all and friends in a genial light