One fine morning
in the middle of the night
two dead boys got up to fight
stood back to back and faced each other
drew their swords and shot each other
a deaf policeman heard the noise
and came to kill those two dead boys
And if you doubt my story is true
Just ask the blind man, he saw it too.

There's actually a much longer version of this poem, but this is the version I heard growing up. Maybe I'll make a Maikai version one day (for example, guns don't exist in Maikai, so I would need to change that).

Also, we're halfway there! I'll try my best to get back to loading up two of these a day (but at the same time, posting one a day gives me time to work on a backlog of things to post afterwards, ha). But 100 is a lot to get through, so I don't see anything wrong with speeding it up a little bit! Thanks for hanging on for so long!