The Day The Music Died

A young Byron, Shelley and Keats died tragically today
when their airplane lost engine power
above the isles of Greece.

The Black Box
has been recovered.
Little was said.

Master Shelley had demurred to, nay,
verily, he lamented a watery grave,
fearing the sea, its containing
(damnably, he would claim)
Les Enfants Terribles.

His fears were allayed, however,
as their plane sorely missed its mark,
penetrating instead
a nearby mountain.

The private exasperations
of Mssrs. Byron and Keats
remain unrecorded.

The pilot was on something, rumor has it;
Old Captain Coleridge, nodding out as he circled
the cloudy skies, radioing air control
to ask confusedly about the location
of XDU Int'l Airport.