Friday, September 11, 2009

Memory

One bright day in the middle of the night,
two dead boys got up to fight.
Back to back they faced each other,
drew their swords and shot each other.
The deaf policeman heard the noise,
came and shot those dead boys.
If you don't believe my story's true,
ask the blind man he saw it, too.

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