Robin on ridge sings ‘Get up, cheer up’
And I moan ‘No no’
It’s the streetlight not the sun
And I have tarried too long
In this damn town that will not sleep
Late night revelers outside my window
With their raucous crow calls
Late evening rain drove them in
The old bat hollering ‘quiet’
For soon the robin will sing
And I would rather be up in the cool of morning
Is that yours? It can go on Lutin too, if it is.