Ladies and Gentelmen,
Hobos and Tramps,
Long Legged Spiders and crosseyed Ants.

I am here before you,
To stand behind you,
To tell you something I know nothing about.

One dark, sunny night,
Two men arose from there graves,
Back to Back, Facing each other,
They pulled out there swords and shot each other.

If you do not believe the story I just told you.
Ask the blind man behind me, he saw it all to.