Ladies and gentlemen, skinny and stout,
I will tell you a tale I know nothing about.
Admission is free, so pay at the door.
Pull up a seat 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, then shot each other.
A blind man came to watch fair play,
A mute man came to shout hooray!
A deaf policeman heard the noise,
He went to stop the two dead boys.
He lived on the corner, in the middle of the block
In a two-story house on a vacant lot.
A man with no legs came walking by,
And kicked the lawman in the thigh.
He crashed through the wall, without making a sound,
Into a dry creek bed and suddenly drowned.
The long black hearse came to cart him away,
But he ran for his life and is still gone today.
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.
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Dr. Bob Griffin
“Jesus knows me, this I Love”