My daughter might need a blog of her own soon! Here is a joke by her pen:
A farmer invited his friend to visit his farm. There were sheep at the farm; half of them are white and the rest are black. When the friend saw the sheep, he asked:
– Where do these sheep sleep?
– Are you asking about the white sheep or the black ones?
– The white
– They sleep at the barn of the farm.
– And the black?
– They sleep at the same barn too.
– What do you feed these sheep?
– Which ones do you mean, the white or the black?
– The white ones
– I feed them so and so
– And the black ones?
– I feed them the same.
– Which doctor is checking on the sheep?
– Which ones are you referring to, the white or the black sheep?
– The white ones.
– Dr. John Due
– And the black?
– The same doctor is checking on them too.
– Why are you keep saying white and black then?
– Because the white sheep are mine.
– And the black?
– They are mine too.
Many thanks to Linda for publishing it – comments are on her link.