A midnight walk
The clock hits ten I know.
A walk I begin to plain.
Down the road I will go.
To the town hall I will see.
The clock will strike eleven
When I get there.
Just a small walk I do think.
I might see a sunk that stinks
To the town park I will go.
Midnight thru the park with a square it might be
A plot of dead bodies at the one gate I will see.
All kinds of noises coming within the dark.
A crow i hear do cry what a surprise that passes me by
Now it's one and think I shall return to my bed.
And forget that midnight walks.