Echo

I wrote this on a whiteboard at work one day while no-one was around. No signature either.

And so he looked out to the sea
and said "Get the hell away from me"
The sea heard this, and said to he
"Get the hell away from -me-"
The man was mad, miffed, quite upset
against the sea, revenge he'd get.
So jump he did from roaring cliffs
falling to his death amongst the mists.
The sea it hissed and spit and cried,
forever cursed with he who'd died.
A watery grave is no way to go
especially when caused by one's echo.