Because today NaPoWriMo is asking for poems that feature lies.
I have to admit, I didn’t write the poem I’m going to post. I have no idea if anybody knows who did write it. I learned it from my children, who kept chanting it with their friends over and over when they were eight or ten years old.
You know what? I find it almost as funny as those little boys did.
Early in the morning, late at night
Two dead men got up to fight.
Back to back they faced each other,
Drew their swords and shot each other.
If you don’t believe this lie is true,
Ask the blind man – he saw it too.