Warped Sins of Humor

http://www.independent.co.uk/life-style/health-and-families/health-news/warped-sense-of-humour-could-be-sign-of-impending-dementia-a6728026.html

My humour is very satanic

I laugh when the cat combs her hair

My humour is overly manic

I get it from the devil know’s where.

Now I am labelled demented;

And  they put me on dangerous drugs.

Apparently folk  felt tormented

Because I gave too many hugs.

I cannot  blunderstand novels;

And I cannot understand signs

And they say that my home is a hovel.

I never knew ’twas a crime.

For I prefer studying logic

And I love those infinite groups.

I like to mend broken gadgets.

Yet it seems I am now in the soup.

I just got out all my screwdrivers;

The frying pan handle fell off.

It’ll save me from spending my fivers.

If it’s not feminine,I don’t give a fluff.

I have to be feminine,clean and be with it;

To recall the Prime Minister’s name.

As for humour,I have to sieve it.

I blunderstand their little games