Sure, picture this: you write a tiny poem on a sticky note that reads, “Boo! I slipped a prank in here, watch it disappear!” Then, when the victim flips the note, the last line is “…and the only thing that’ll stay is the tear you’ll shed.” The punchline hides a tear—literally and figuratively—while the whole thing feels like a slapstick stage cue. It’s like a one‑liner magic trick with a rhyme, and the victim’s face? Priceless.