Henry Houdini, kid brother of Harry,
Stood only five-foot six.
Though not as flamboyant,
He was somewhat clairvoyant,
Amazing men with his tricks.
Clever young Henry, soared to prestige,
It seemed that his boat could not sink.
‘Til a Judge bought his yarn
And bet the whole farm;
Poor Henry wound up in the clink!
It took but an hour and Henry was free,
To this he’d left Harry in charge.
The cops felt most dire
So they hung up some flyers
That read, “Small Medium at Large!”
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