There once lived a man named Clyde.
He woke up wanting to glide.
He made his arms stiff, jumped off a cliff,
Screamed, fainted and died.
Next door lived a girl named Sue.
I was told she contracted the flu.
From what I've heard, she was attacked by a bird
And didn't know what to do.
Sue's boyfriend's name was Doug.
He had a lovely pet bug.
The bird that attacked Sue knew what to do.
I just stood there and shrugged.
It turns out Doug's father was Clyde.
He was shocked to find out he had died.
I haven't remembered that since I killed my cat.
I guess I assumed that he cried.
Today I saw a puddle of red.
It belonged to my friend's friend Fred.
He was lying on the ground, asleep and sound...
But it turns out he was dead.
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