A man was lying on his death bed…

A man was lying on his death bed, time was running out and

his family were standing round about.

“Joe, Joe,” whispered his wife, “is there anything I can do for

you? Do you have a last wish?”

Joe lifted his head slowly from the pillow and sniffed the air.

He could smell his wife’s baking in the oven.

“Can I have just a last slice of the wonderful cake you’re

baking?” he croaked.

“I’m afraid not, Joe, that’s for the funeral.”

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