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The Mocker of My Midnight Bliss
Have not thee raised thy ugly self A killjoy upon life's shelf So much that thou art truly known By both the young and grown Thy rays a burden to my face Which bringeth forth no grace To raise me up from peaceful rest Thou inevitable night pest For so long cease not I to wonder Why thy twelve seem longer than your brother's A curse art thou upon my head To bid me farewell from my comfort bed Thou bringest forth heavy heat and sweat A burden to my cold peaceful earth I like to dream and doth dream big Of riches joy and peaceful hymn But dou like a troubling pinkish pig Crawls up the sky to incomplete my dream Grown have I to learn that I must lay With one eye partially opened Awaiting the curse that men call day A mocker of my midnight bliss Though I wrap me up a thousand times Avoiding me thy yellow shine Yet ye travel still through countless miles To disturb these sleepy eyes of mine I hate thy intruding jealous hands A splitter of lovers apart I hate thy burning golden eye A burning flame that melts my heart Again I hate thy yellow rays Bringing me boring endless days If asked was I why hate me thee I hate thee for killing my dreams ...
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