Such is the discovery of this poem's first speaker, a newly-buried man who asks questions of the second speaker, his former best friend.
When you die, the world will continue without you, sometimes in ways you didn't expect. Such is the discovery of this poem's first speaker, a newly-buried man who asks questions of the second speaker, his former best friend. After being assured that boys still play football and that his girlfriend is not suffering, the corpse asks if is friend is hearty, and receives a beautifully worded 	Answer: "Aye, lad, I lie easy, I lie as men would choose; I cheer a dead man's sweetheart, Never ask me whose." FTP name this A. E. Housman poem which takes its name from the cuckolded corpse's question about farming.
When you die, the world will continue without you, sometimes in ways you didn't expect.
Is My Team Plowing?