A Poem, written in the style of one of the lesser known and appreciated poets: Lord Ponquestador III Esq, during his Gran Ennui period:
In the swirling mists of shadows there,
I saw a las with auburn hair,
Who cried and cried and cried and cried and cried
Because her husband just had died.
“I’m sad,” she cried. “So very sad.
So sad, so sad, I wish I had
Some way to say how sad I am,
To stay my tears, I’d need a dam!”
She frowned a lot, and sobbed some more,
Her tears fell out upon the floor.
But now she cried no never more
Because her throat became to sore.