May 2015
One sunny morning,
In the middle of the night,
Two dead men got up to fight.
They stood back to back,
And faced one another,
They drew their swords and shot each other.
One deaf policeman heard the noise,
And got up to stop those two dead boys.
If you don't believe my story is true,
Ask the blind man, he saw it to.
In the middle of the night,
Two dead men got up to fight.
They stood back to back,
And faced one another,
They drew their swords and shot each other.
One deaf policeman heard the noise,
And got up to stop those two dead boys.
If you don't believe my story is true,
Ask the blind man, he saw it to.
This is probably the most clever poem in existence, but the author is unknown. I take no credit for this work.
(Mn)
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