I met a genius on the train
today
about 6 years old,
he sat beside me
and as the train
ran down along the coast
we came to the ocean
and then he looked at me
and said,
it's not pretty.

it was the first time I'd
realized
that.

On a bright and sunny day at midnight,

Two dead boys came up to fight,

They drew their swords and shot at each other,

A deaf man heard this noise and came to help the two dead boys,

Don't believe this story?

Ask the blind man, he saw it all.