Heres a poem I made, or better yet a rhyme heh ENJOY!\
Old Man Dead At Opera
The light of the morning
Old man snoring
Yet the dream was mourning
Pain was searing
As the end was nearing
Through it all was a clearing,
Like a peering
Many family fearing
The ugly face of death rearing
Thinking before the hearing
The fat lady singing.
Old Man Dead At Opera
The light of the morning
Old man snoring
Yet the dream was mourning
Pain was searing
As the end was nearing
Through it all was a clearing,
Like a peering
Many family fearing
The ugly face of death rearing
Thinking before the hearing
The fat lady singing.
Business & Computer Science major
