The Hot-air Balloon Ride

The man felt a balloon ride would be fun.
Small problem: All heights his wife did shun.
He finally talked her into making a low dry run.
The balloon was tethered; oops, it came undone.

So, there they were in a basket headed for the sun.
This calamity did the hysterical wife truly stun.
“You idiot!” she screamed. “If only I had my gun.”
The man thought her reaction was a tad overdone.

The wind carried the pair quite far. “Look, hon,
we’re going to land in those woods.” They’d begun
a quick descent; quite out of control, like a ton
of bricks they crashed, landing on a bear. “Run!”

Since they survived, the man figured they’d won.
His traumatized wife said, “This marriage is done!”
He promised there would never be any rerun, none.
His wife left him. Last he heard she’d become a nun.


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