poem.txt
| This is my friend | |
| His name is ZADD | |
| He's is a lad | |
| Who's always SADD | |
| It's really bad | |
| That ZADD is SADD | |
| I don't know why | |
| And that makes me SCARD | |
| I hope that he | |
| Will be someday glad | |
| And that he'll get over | |
| This stupid PFADD |