Sorrow, buddy

Sorrow, sorrow

sorrow, my friend! 

How wonderful it is

to meet again. 

Sorrow, sorrow,

everywhere!

There is even sorrow

in my hair.

Sorrow, like spaghetti,

I slurp it up.

Then wash it down

with some sorrow pop.

Then after that, 

guess what happens next!

I let out a big burp

of smelly sorrow

right out of my chest.