Oxymoron Poem by Robert Stewart

Oxymoron

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One bright day in the middle of the night,
two dead men got up to fight.
Back to back they faced each other,
pulled out their swords and shot each other.
A deaf policeman heard the noise,
came and killed those two dead boys.
If you don't believe what I say is true,
go ask the blind man, he saw it too.

Tuesday, October 2, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: crazy
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Alfie Terrell 16 October 2023

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