Nighttime

As beautiful as the night sky
The shooting stars traveling by,
The wolves cry,
As they standby,
The bats fly,
Looking for food,
Everything is valued,
The shiny moon,
The raccoon.

The ducks the loons,
The golden stars,
On the silver spoon.
They all have there worth,
Well above six pence,
Ever since birth,
Life's been leading up to death,
But bypassing humanity's lie,
Of death being the end,
For life is the appetizer,
Of a four course meal.

at night is when it roams and hears the shots of a gun
no it cant change the past for the past has been done
you can hear the ducks quack and the deer as they run
and it roams till its touched by the light of the sun

Moon Above. Full & Bright.
Light Just Enough. The Rain Has Just Left.
Gust Ov Wind That Rouses Calls Ov The Wild.
Weird Thoughts, As I Enjoy Myself N The Woods, During So Enchanting A Nighttime.

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Lust.
Lost.
Bust, That Tenderly Accosts.
Thirsts Quenched.
Drenched N H.E.R. Outpouring.
Loving The Deserving.
Unnerving Things, Never Matter Much.
Touch Me, Again & Again, My Nighttime.