Behold the Night
Night, come walk with me
What say you this night?
They Pray.
Seeking sanctuary behind locked doors.
But, nay they be safe,
For I apart of them, They apart of me
Till twilight do us part.
For they art
quaint. Fear me, dos't thou know me?
I, their guardian angel
Nay, I, the anal.
I, consisting of marvelous galaxies
Nay, I the moon, of wreaking cheese.
Misunderstood am I
Behold! the night.