Darkness
Night is the time to think deep
Usually of ways to cheat death
But it has black wings
That might strangle you before
You find the formula of how
Not to expire.
Night is for owls, ghosts and ghouls
Shine a light in their eyes and
They don`t recognise it.
The ill wait for the dawn many
Don`t make it and die before dawn
Just as the sun is about to shine.
Night is also the time for dreaming
Of sex and unlikely partners
Of horrid things and birds of prey
Trains that fly to the moon
And avocado men in funny hats
Banana split and ice cream.
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