ępoeta mors


Ru, ra, roo,

Oh my God

I fell for you.

  Pim, pam, pet,

You’re not in love

That I bet.

    Pling, plang, plate,

Opened my eyes

a bit too late.

      Pang, peng, pide,

Well now

I committed suicide.

        Bin, ban, ben,

This year

is number ten.

          Fing, fang, fong,

That is it,

now I’m gone.