In the dead of night,
In absolute solace of solitude,
Only with an eerie grouse of ceiling fan
That keeps me awake…
Life turns all the more inviting
This is the time sprites wander
Brownies help with household chores
Leprechauns reveal the hidden potsherd
And those banshees bleat…
I’m in that world of elves
So trigger-happy
For I know these bald-headed thugs
Pot bellied crooks
Gray-haired ne’er-do-wells
Active in the day are in deep slumber
Due to heavy intake of booze
And hard games of carnal cravings
I’m in a world where I should be
Away, away from the madness of mortals
I may not be seen
I may not be heard
But I’m here to stay
During the silent hours of darkness
I’m here to stay… I’m here to stay…
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