Middle of the night
There's nothing but dark
Outside not much light
Scary time at the park
Streetlights shine beyond
Ducks are making a fit
They belt out their songs
On the lake quacking a bit
Occasionally a car passes
The engine heard clearly
It travels by quite fast
The sound heard briefly
Wide awake I'm writing
Sleep was not in the cards
I should be dreaming now
But even that seems hard
©schizology
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