So next time Gramps was out of the fold,
To say supper was done, missus phoned,
Though she let the phone ring,
Grandpa didn’t hear a thing,
When he finally got home, ’twas stone cold.
This limerick may not make much sense on its own, but is the latest in a series. The others may be found here.
Mister Bump 
The ringer was off?
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y
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Ahh
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The mute button wins again 😂
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Poor old feller.
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how’s your new phone, by the way?
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Working fine, thanks to the input of grandkids! 🤣
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Sometimes life is just too complicated.
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always.
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As cold as his mute button.
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