A Punch Line
Hello! This is Punch! Of course you know me. Everybody knows Mister Punch. I have performed more shows than you have eaten dinners. And people all over the world love me. I decided to write my biography. It tells you everything about me (well not exactly everything!). From my early assumed beginnings with the good old Romans and the better older Greeks to my triumphal stardom in England.Of course, there are many chapters in between. How about my real birth in Naples (filthy old place it was too). And then leaving my sons all over Italy (they made the Commedia dell "arte really funny). And then having grandsons who turned out to be wooden and puppetlike.And you wouldn "t want to miss my sojourn into France. After telling you about what "s going on there (historywise), I even talk about Moliere and Cyrano de Bergerac. And so it goes on. But don "t worry. This is NOT a history book only. It tells you about my thoughts on many subjects. People, governments, banks, etc., etc. But since I am Mister Punch, no one will take it the wrong way. After all, I "m only a puppet.
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