La Nuit Blanche - Parody Rudyard Kipling La Nuit Blanche
I felt green as night was falling
as I staggered out to work
while the neon lights were calling
‘work is joy, so never shirk! ’
But the doom-lit tombward motto
set me thinking, cleared my head, -
(was I sane or blindly blotto?) –
back I staggered, back to bed!
poem by Jonathan Robin
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