A night out, from boredom grows
Thoughts take shape in winter clothes.
Mindless drinking, powdered ket
Allows a moment the brain to let.
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An Ode To The Night
A night out, from boredom grows
Thoughts take shape in winter clothes.
Mindless drinking, powdered ket
Allows a moment the brain to let.
Teasing approach, must take measure
Wholly in search of that simple pleasure.
Soon morning comes to order me home,
And such ends this silly poem.