Orpheus was kinda vain,

He called himself a nice guy,

Eurydice believed him,

And thought she'd give him a try.

 

But Orpheus was a basket case,

Or as we call it - the artistic type,

So he up and packed his things,

And left Eurydice high and dry.

 

While Orpheus played his lyre and sang,

For all the seas to hear,

In her heart, Eurydice felt a pang,

She said, "Come home, my dear."

 

Orpheus came home at last,

He thought all would be bright,

Eurydice made his heart jump,

So he married her that night.

 

Love had come but soon was lost,

As many stories go,

Eurydice died from a venomous bite,

A snakes's fatal blow. 

 

But Orpheus was a nice guy,

And he truly loved his wife,

So he traveled to the Underworld,

To try and save her life. 

 

Hades was reluctant,

As any God should be,

So he made a deal with the lovers,

To let them both be free. 

 

"The road back from Hell is long,

The journey will be tough,

I have one condition for you lovers,

It will have to be enough.

 

"If you want Eurydice back up top,

You must lead her there,

But Orpheus, if you look back,

She is doomed to stay down here."

 

The lovers nodded and Orpheus led,

His lyre in his hand,

They worked to make it back to sunlight,

Back to their native land. 

 

Orpheus never looked back once,

He trusted his true love,

Was coming right behind him,

And would see him up above. 

 

Just a few moments away,

From where their grief would soon stop,

Orpheus turned around and said,

"Look, sunlight, up on top!"

 

In the moment that he turned, 

Eurydice fell away,

She was condemmed back to Hades,

Where she remains to this day. 

 

Orpheus remained living in mouring,

Until he was eventually killed,

But in death he could see his Eurydice,

And all his wishes would be fullfilled. 

 

The moral of the story here,

Is never trust a "nice guy,"

They will always cause you pain

No matter how hard you try.