Evening's here, it will be soon night
Long day done, it's time to sleep tight
Mosquitos and bedbugs, are here to bite
Poor creatures, I pity their plight
Tonight when I sleep, what will I dream?
What will I wear, and what'll be world's theme?
Will I see my damsel? at her,finally will I beam?
Will she smile back? Or will her eyes spew steam?
Slowly as I glide, into my world of trance,
I feel like being in the beautiful streets of France
Damsel of my dreams, and I, now dance,
Imagination, if not life, has given me a chance
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