Poem about Night : Night of Nights



Poem about Night : Night of Nights :




‘Twas deep; so deep of night,

When I saw what I had seen -

So truly deep of night,

When I went where I had been,

And really deep of night,

When I heard what I had heard:

Perhaps a fox or badger,

Or a sort of night-time bird.



‘Twas late that night of nights,

When something there was there -

So very late that night of nights,

Where that thing was where -

'Twas deep of night of nights,

When it ran to where it ran:

Perhaps a stoat or Billy goat,

Or ghostly little man.



‘Twas in the night of night of nights,

When something scary caused a scare -

So late of night of night of nights,

When something hairy raised my hair -

The deep of night of night of nights…

So don't you wonder what it was?

Well I never really truly saw it -

Why? Because because!



‘Twas in the night of night of night of nights

Oh I've had enough!

Night night.



By
Mark R Slaughter






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