I always thought it was funny how much random stuff I remember from my childhood. It’s interesting to realize the things that stick and the things that didn’t.
My dad used to recite this poem to me every Halloween and I still remember it to this day. (It’s funny that HE remembers it from HIS childhood too!) When I googled this, it looks like it was an old ‘boy scouts’ riddle they used to teach the kids. Maybe that’s where he learned it from? Someday I’ll teach it to MY kids!
So from the depths of my memory, I present to you a Halloween Poem:
Ladies and Gentlemen,
Hobos and Tramps,
And Bow-Legged Ants…
Pull up a chair,
Sit on the Floor,
While I begin my speech.
It was early in the morning,
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.
Two dead policemen heard the noise
And came and shot the two dead boys.
If you don’t believe this true lie,
Ask the blind man, he saw it too!