PRIDE GOES BEFORE A FALL
He was a wicked man! Vain and proud,
His fame increased, then ceased like rain,
Starting as drizzles that later tear the cloud
He was a wicked man; vain and proud,
He strutted around, face wearing a shroud.
Treating all that asked with naked disdain,
He was a wicked man! Vain and proud,
His fame inc