Stepping out into the ashphault abyss;
Jimmy-jangle shimmy-shangle shambler,
Lost in his intoxicated bliss.
For tonight
O, for this lofty night tonight.
He’s got his reasons,
His reasons to forget,
That he forget to forget
Everything;
Beside his love,
His affair with Melancholly,
His traipses with Queen Mab!
A lightened load of pints in his pocket
Bombard his lost lover’s locket.
Shimmy-shangle jimmy-jangle hobo,
A ferminted photograph farce!
But for tonight,
This blurry night, tonight.
He doesn’t have to know.
This is my first submission so I humbly encourage you to all to respond. Thanx.