Looking at my bedroom wall, I read this poem and thought to tell you all.
One fine Day
One fine day, in the middle of the night.
Two dead men got up to fight.
They stood back to back, and faced each other.
Drew their swords, and shot each other.
A blind man, came to wathch the fight,
And a Dumb man, to say what was right.
A deaf policeman, heard the noise,
And came and shot those two dead boys.
And if you don't belive this lie,
Ask the blind man who saw them die.
One fine day, in the middle of the night.
Two dead men got up to fight.
They stood back to back, and faced each other.
Drew their swords, and shot each other.
A blind man, came to wathch the fight,
And a Dumb man, to say what was right.
A deaf policeman, heard the noise,
And came and shot those two dead boys.
And if you don't belive this lie,
Ask the blind man who saw them die.