There was a man who walked with Sorrow <br />As though Sorrow were his love, <br />And he seemed to court her gently; <br />He was very well-behaved. <br />So, Sorrow came to live with him <br />In the twilight of his youth; <br />In the evenings she would hold him <br />Till he could not breathe. <br /> <br />'Sorrow, Sorrow, ' said he, <br />'This love is worth than life.' <br />Then he turned on the TV, <br />And surfed the violet wave.<br /><br />Will Barber<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/who-walked-with-sorrow/
