By an affair of the heart his character was soiled
And he spent some time in Reading Jail the amazing Oscar Wilde
And in his wit and writings his legacy lives today
The memory of true genius takes centuries to decay.
A son of William Wilde and Speranza a fine poet in her own right
It would seem that the young Oscar was born and bred to write
Long after the works of many of his contemporaries to the ways of time have gone
His wit and works of genius still fresh and living on.
The author of The Ballad of Reading Jail and The Importance of Being Earnest and Lady Windemere's Fan
He died almost in penury though not a forgotten man
For he was unforgettable with words he had a way
And his literary works will still be living many centuries from today.
A genius of the Literary World his life full of romance
He died in nineteen hundred at forty six years of age in Paris in France
His health was poor he did not live on for to grow old and gray
Some of the good have a short span you hear some people say.
A man who in his lifetime knew of literary renown
He scaled the heady heights of fame and then came crashing down
He blossomed into a literary giant he was a gifted child
Speranza's son the writer and wit the amazing Oscar Wilde.
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