this madness in the afternoon
with eve emerging all too soon
‘tis oft that raises glass to lip
but Herzton words are cruel to quip
so breathe here several antonyms
as packages for all your whims
and recollect the times of awe
when sunrise made the day so raw
the night arrived, transition missed
of all excuses, we were pissed
©HeyHey 2013
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