A boy walked to and fro along the bridge,
His mastering of good news was sound and bright;
As the knowledge of wisdom set in from the river,
The waves had spent their effort for too long;
The rivers mastered the boy, for the bridge was long,
And the bridges were so far in the distance.
Every boy will learn for the news to be a world of good,
The good life exactly arrived with seas of wonder;
Knowledge exercised its power on the wondrous boy,
For the bridges he had traversed produced more learning;
Bridges across the water killed the boy who mattered,
For he was found on a riverbed, dead and drowned.