Dogs Don't Tell Jokes (Someday Angeline 2)
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“So, were those other ones real bird sounds?” asked Gary.
Fred smiled. He wasn’t telling.
Connie Lee was next. She played the guitar and sang. Gary thought she had pretty black hair, but he didn’t know much about music, so he couldn’t tell if she was any good. Besides, Fred Furst was talking in his ear almost the entire time.
“I’m glad I was first,” Fred said. “Now that it’s over. I can just sit back and enjoy the show. This is great. I just feel relaxed and charged up. I don’t have to sit here and worry the whole time.”
“Like me,” said Gary.
“Oh, you’ll do great,” said Fred.
Gary took a deep breath.
Susan Smith did gymnastics. She set out mats on the floor of the stage, then performed several flips, cartwheels, and s
plits.
“Oooh, that hurts!” Fred Furst said every time Susan did a split.
“Joe Reed,” said Miss Langley.
Joe stood up. He winked at Gary, then swaggered confidently up to the mike.
“Joe will sing a rap song that he wrote himself. It’s called ‘Going Insane.’ ”
“ ‘Goin’ Insane,’ ” said Joe. “ ‘Goin’,’ not ‘Going.’ No g.”
“Excuse me,” said Miss Langley. “How could I have made such a horrible mistake?”
Some of the adults in the audience laughed.
“ ‘Goin’ Insane,’ ” said Miss Langley.
Joe took a pair of sunglasses out of his shirt pocket and put them on. He started clapping his hands in rhythm until the whole audience joined in, keeping the beat.
“There’s a guy at school, and he thinks he’s cool,
he wears pink and yellow shorts.
His toes are clean, but his tongue is green,
and his nose is covered with warts.
Red! Purple! Blue! Black!
Stay away from my baby, jack!
Goin’ insane. Goin’ insane.
Has anybody? Has anybody?
Has anybody seen my brain?
Goin’ insane. Goin’ insane.
Has anybody? Has anybody?
Has anybody seen my brain?