Thursday 2 October 2003

A Man of Words and not of Deeds

R* had to memorize the following poem:



A man of words and not of deeds.
Is like a garden full of weeds;
And when the weeds begin to grow,
It's like a garden full of snow;
And when the snow begins to fall,
It's like a bird upon the wall;
And when the bird away does fly,
It's like an eagle in the sky;
And when the sky begins to roar,
It's like a lion at the door;
And when the door begins to crack,
It's like a stick across your back;
And when your back begins to smart,
It's like a penknife in your heart;
And when your heart begins to bleed,
You're dead, you're dead, and dead indeed.

1 comment:

  1. alternative ending:

    And when your heart begins to bleed,

    It's red, it's red, it's red indeed.

    And when your heart begins to fail,

    it's like a ship without a sail.

    And when the the sail begins to sink,

    it's like a bottle full of ink.

    And when the bottle begin to fall,

    the blood turns black at all.

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