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This is the six-year-old’s joke:
The father calls his daughter Daffodil.
Why Daffodil, his guest asks.
When she was a baby, says the father,
a daffodil fell on her head.
Then the dad calls the other daughter Rose.
The guest asks: why Rose?
The father shrugs. When she was a baby,
a rose fell on her head.
A boy tears into the room like a tiger.
Hey Cinderblock, says his father.
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