great poem I found..

the first time i heard this was in the original ' willie wonka ' good poem pick...

The Irish-English singer, Arthur William Edgar O'Shaughnessy, was born in London in 1844. He was connected, for a while, with the British Museum, and was transferred later to the Department of Natural History. His first literary success, Epic of Women (1870), promised a brilliant future for the young poet, a promise strengthened by his Music and Moonlight (1874).
Always delicate in health, his hopes were dashed by periods of illness and
an early death in London in 1881.

ok tell me that tomorrow...and i thought u were the skeptic.....from who's branches rain drops ne'r leach....a twisted flower of which tomorrow never speaks