All the world should grieve when I am sad.
The cats should howl, the weary homeward plod.
When I am weeping all the world should weep.
All children should cry out like homesick sheep.
And when I’m happy, happy all must be
Like travellers on the shores of wondrous seas.
When I am tired the world must turn to grey.
None must be exempt, then all must pay
When I am ill no one should be quite well
With aching pains and sickness they must dwell
When I’m restored they also must spring up.
No more of evil potions must men up
Such a world won’t fit reality.pay the awful penalty?
I must pay the natural penalty
