#174: A Forgotten Favourite.

Searching my old xanga for an obscure reference to a now-saved-for-later post, I came across this old poem that I had originally instantly fell in love with. As applicable now as it always was then. Definitely worth a repost:

It's called flowers wilt.
It's called apples rot.
It's called thieves get rich and saints get shot.
It's called God don't answer prayers a lot.
Alright, now you know.

- Stephen Sondheim, Merrily We Roll Along

Captures quite sweetly that cheerful-cynical-bastard attitude that this cynical optimist loves so much. Me likey... (^^)b