Two Dead Boys Poem by Magnus Montgomery Blackthorn

Ladies and gentlemen, skinny and stout,
I'll tell you a tale I know nothing about;
The Admission is free, so pay at the door,
Now pull up a chair and sit on the floor.

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.

A blind man came to watch fair play,
A mute man came to shout ‘Horray! ',
A deaf policeman heard the noise and
Came and killed those two dead boys.

He lived on the corner in the middle of the block,
In a two-storey house on a vacant lot;
A man with no legs came walking by,
And kicked the lawman in his thigh.

He crashed through a wall without making a sound,
Into a dry creekbed and suddenly drowned;
The long black hearse came to cart him away,
But he ran for his life and is still gone to-day.

I watched from the corner of the big round table,
The only eyewitness to facts of my fable;
But if you doubt my lies are true,
Just ask the blind man, he saw it too.