Dec 2013
There once was a man who did cry,
While screaming “She’s dead!” at the sky.
And while it was day,
It would appear that way.
But with the coming of night he would die.
While screaming “She’s dead!” at the sky.
And while it was day,
It would appear that way.
But with the coming of night he would die.
This is what happens when I overhear some teenagers changing "There once was a man from Nantucket" while I'm working on my novel...
