A Poem

The rain in Spain falls on the plain.
There is joy and also pain
but the rain in Spain falls on the plain.

Time's a sheet, life's a stain,
All the things we know will change
and all those things remain the same,
but be ye mad or only sane,
the rain in Spain falls on the plain.

We walk in love but fly in chains
And the plains in Spain fall in the rain.

-Stephen King
The Gunslinger: Book I of The Dark Tower

I've read a little bit of S.K. over the years and I've got to say this is a really well written book.