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Night Time

Night is the time That crawls in like slime It is full of activities That we celebrate with festivities. Night it is that habours All evils in the mind of all that labours Killings and kidnaps that are watertight Are done secretly by men in the night. Meetings and Machinations of any intent Are done in the night to the heart's content. Thence, I call on the sleepy friend Stay awake for a part of the night Even if the most bleary fiend Disturbeth thee. And say a prayer not loose but tight!!!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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