A colleague reminds me of this ditty by that greatest of all poets, Anon:
A flea and a fly in a flue
Were imprisoned, so what could they do?
Said the fly: “Let us flee!”
Said the flea: “Let us fly!”
So they flew through a flaw in the flue.
When Scottish grandee Sir Alec Douglas-Home first came to general public attention in Britain, it had to be explained to everyone south of Hadrian’s Wall that for complicated historical reasons, the “Home” part of his name was pronounced “Hume.” The joke was soon going around Fleet Street that Sir Alec would be unable to attend to his governmental duties today as he was in bed with Flo.