Night clouds brewing, this blue I`m feeling, of the I`ll spread them, of the keep it in your pants,

　　Of the open wide`s,

　　Of what you`ll say to me`s,

　　Of the night sheets spreading,

　　Of the fiend eater`s and the night sky,

　　Of lonely evenings, morning, noon, and soon,

　　Of the I`ll eat her`s, blue bells ringing, in the sun, of the its too bright, it burns,

　　Of the you`ll get past this tomorrow`s,

　　Of the hope is in the air, I hope I don`t follow`s, of I need her`s, of I simply couldn`t breathe, easier`s,

　　Of the candy I`ll eat,

　　Tomorrow night`s passover,

　　The time is now,

　　When the clock strikes noon,

　　When the evil moon,The narrative has been taken without authorization; if you see it on Amazon, report the incident.

　　The I`ll see you soon`s.

　　Of that great beast in the night,

　　That gave me an evening fright,

　　Oh my, what a sight, so beautiful and bright, what will I do with you tonight`s,

　　Of the sirens in the distance,

　　Of the morning light,

　　Of the I need to get up early`s, and breathe easy, I`ll seduce her`s,

　　I hope it`s supple`s,

　　How would I explain her`s,

　　Of course I`ll obtain her`s,

　　Of the poet speaking into the night,

　　Afternoon moon, of the my it`s too soon,

　　It`s bedtime I have to get up an noon`s, of morning stretches, eggs and breakfast,

　　Of the moon,

　　Of the `kay buddy,

　　Get off stage,

　　The next act is here`s.

　　Of the I get off stage a loser`s,

　　Of the I`ll never get to choose her`s,

　　Of the I`ll ease up,

　　Abuse my meat,

　　Say it`s time to eat,

　　The parsel tongue speaker,

　　At midnight, breed her`s,

　　It`s a little early for blood feeder`s,

　　Of the please, I need her`s,

　　Thank you, night dealer,

　　For this week`s easy, breathing easier,

　　Of the smooth, I hope it`s hairy`s,

　　Of the dance bells echoing,

　　Of the smooth jazz I`m playing,

　　Of the I`ll dance, I`ve never tried`s,

　　Of the blue moon lovers,

　　Of the I won`t take the blame`ers,

　　Of the course, the pain hurts, of the I won`t speak for her`s,

　　But I`m feeling butt hurt`s,

　　Of the smoke a cigarette, Billy`s,

　　Of the toke some grass, Johnny`s,

　　Of the dance, this evening, of this shaperoning,

　　Of this dare, I`m claiming,

　　Of the it`s guarded buddy`s,

　　Of the my dad is coming`s,

　　Of the run in the moonlight sweet dancer`s,

　　Of the blues I`m playing,

　　Of these rules I`m breaking,

　　Of that damn height earlier,

　　Of the I`ll fall, ow it hurts,

　　Of the basement stair`s,

　　And the pine, the sweet tobacco,

　　And carry me, to my sweet home`s,

　　Of the chance, for privacy in the night,

　　Of be careful, I`m delicate`s,

　　Of course, I assure you,

　　It`s precious to me.