One day there is to live a single day, A measure given to us at first ray And taken from the hearth at hiding time As we are sure sun ne'er forgets her way. The dance is raged in quadrilles of blue light, The chanticleer has scratched the eyes of night So, we may tread the stairs without our cares;... Sign in to see full entry.
Rat-tat-tat-tat, A children's game, Behind the ash cans and over stoop - Zoom!........ On bicycle Fokker D's They swoop on the peak-a-boo enemies. A ten year old is Johnny now And as I rove in my silent haunt, I see him hide from paper-mache guns And revel in the glory of the fight- Rat-tat-tat-tat!... Sign in to see full entry.