Author Edward Gorey The babe, with a cry brief and dismal, Fell into the water baptismal; Ere they'd gathered its plight, It had sunk out of sight, For the depth of the font was abysmal. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 Average: 4 (1 vote) Rate Log in or register to post comments