Does anyone remember a childrens poem that began: Ladies and gentleman, hobos and tramps?

Question

Ladies and gentleman,
hobos and tramps,
cross-eyed beetles and bow-eyed ants.
I come before you to stand behind you and tell you something I know nothing about

That's as far as I can remember but I only heard it once from a substitute teacher 20 years ago. I'd really like to have the whole poem!

Answer 1

My First Poem



Ladies and Gentlemen, Hobos and Tramps,

Cross-eyed mosquitoes and bow-legged ants

I stand before you to sit behind you

To tell you something I know nothing about



Next Good Friday on Thursday

There’ll be a Ladies Meeting for Gentlemen Only

Free Admission, pay at the door

Pull up a chair and sit on the floor



Once inside you’ll be outside

And I’ll be standing beside

A round table with four corners

On my left-hand side will be a book entitled,



How Christopher Cucumber Sailed Up

the Mississloppi River, On my right-hand side

will be, The Declaration of Indigestion

I’ll be waving a Star-Spangled Banana in one hand

And the declaration of Indigestion in the other.

Answer 2

Ladies and gentlemen



Hobos and tramps,



Cross-eyed mosquitoes



And Bull-legged ants.



I'm here to address you



And not to undress you



(Or, I come before you



To stand behind you)



To tell you something



I know nothing of.



Next Thursday



Which is Good Friday



There is going to be a ladies' matinee



For men only,



Children cordially invited.



Admission is free



so pay at the door,



Pull up a chair



and sit on the floor



And we'll discuss the four corners



of the round table



(or, in some cases:



There'll be a discussion,



By Christopher Cucumber



Who sailed the Mississisloppy River



Carrying the Star Speckled Banana in one hand



And the declaration of Indigestion in the other.

Answer 3

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Answer 4

crosseyed mosquitoes and bowlegged ants, I come before you to stand behind you, to tell you a story I know nothing about. One bright morning in the middle of the night, two dead boys got up to fight ,back to back they faced each other drew their swords and shot each other one dead policeman heard the noise, got up and shot the two dead boys.