Funny little poem I read as a child. One morning in the middle of the night , two dead men began to fight. Back to back they faced each other, pulled out a knife and shot one another. When the def policeman heard the noise he pulled out a gun and shot the two dead boys. If you don’t believe my story is true ask the blind man he saw it too.
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