Two Dead Boys Get Up To Fight

Random Poem:

Free admission, pay at the door

Pull up a seat and sit on the floor

I'll tell you a story I know nothing about

You enjoy it as you sit there and pout:

One fine day in the middle of the night,

Two dead boys got up to fight.

Back-to-back they faced one another,

Drew their swords and shot each other.

One was blind and the other couldn't see,

So they chose a dummy for a referee.

A blind man went to see fair play,

A dumb man went to shout "hooray!"

A deaf policeman heard the noise,

And came and shot the two dead boys.

A paralysed donkey walking by,

Kicked the copper in the eye,

Sent him through a rubber wall,

Into a dry ditch and drowned them all.

If you don't believe this lie is true,

Ask the blind man -- he saw it too!

Thats a awesome random poem that my friend nicole showed me

I love how everything is opposites and it really messes with your brain:)

It makes sense to me for some reason though...:D