'Ignorance is bliss'
said the poet to the other
'How cometh thee by this?'
to the poet said the other

'To not know of all the sorrow'
the poet began to explain
'of all that will be tomorrow'
he spoke in a tone not vain

'I see!'
said the other
'Ignorance is bliss!
'I must tell another!'
and off they both went.