There is a boy <br />A man I guess <br />Who took me by surprise <br /> <br />He came in the house where I lived <br />with laughter in his eyes <br /> <br />And he seemed to like what others call madness <br />As he removed the prefix from my anticlimax<br /><br />Lea Simpson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-wedding-guest/
