Sky Jokes

The sun is up. The sky is blue. It's beautiful and so are you.
What do you call meat balls falling from the sky? A meat-ior shower.
Twinkle, twinkle, little bat!
How I wonder what you're at!
Up above the world you fly,
Like a teatray in the sky.
(Lewis Carroll)
My feelings of love for you are like the stars in the sky. They're probably long dead.
When you're around, every mall is a sky mall.
Baby, I didn't buy any fireworks this year, because you're the only one who lights up my sky.
How does it feel to be the only star in the sky?
If a star fell every time I thought of you, the sky would be dark at night.
Sherlock Holmes Goes Camping
Sherlock Holmes and Dr. Watson decided to go on a camping trip. After dinner, they laid down for the night, and went to sleep. Some hours later, Holmes awoke and nudged his best friend. "Watson, look up at the sky and tell me what you see." Watson replied, "I see millions of stars." "What does that tell you?" Watson pondered for a minute. "Well, astronomically, it tells me that there are millions of galaxies and potentially billions of planets." Also, looking at the stars, I think that the time is approximately a quarter past three in the morning." "Theologically, I can see that God is all powerful and that we are small and insignificant." "Meteorologically, I suspect that we will have a beautiful day tomorrow." "What does it tell YOU, Holmes?" Holmes was silent for a minute, then spoke: "Watson, you idiot... Someone stole our tent!"
I barely noticed you in the winter months, you were missing from the sky.
No wonder the sky is gray- all the color is in your eyes.
You are so hot that you light my morning sky with burning love
What do you think
The bravest drink
Under the sky?”
“Strong beer,” said I.

“There’s a place for everything,
Everything, anything,
There’s a place for everything
Where it ought to be:
For a chicken, the hen’s wing;
For poison, the bee’s sting;
For almond-blossom, Spring;
A beerhouse for me.”

“There’s a prize for everyone,
Everyone, anyone,
There’s a prize for everyone,
Whoever he may be:
Crags for the mountaineer,
Flags for the Fusilier,
For English poets, beer!
Strong beer for me!

(Robert Graves)
Why is the air so clean and healthy on Halloween?
The witches sweep the sky.
Did we fall from the sky? Because we look pretty broken up right now.
If you throw your peas in the sky you get air pods.