Monday morning writing joke: “Pseudonym”

There once was a party writer from Beijing /

Who couldn’t get published one thing. /

So, he took an American name /

And tried publishing all the same: /

Suddenly his words had a following.

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Two cannibals are eating a comedy writer. One says to the other: “Does this taste funny to you?”

The other says: “No, and it doesn’t even taste like chicken.”