by ~Java Jumble~ » Sat Apr 23, 2011 2:36 pm
Ah roobe Doobe Doo
Waiter, there's a monkeys hand in me soup.
I have been one acquainted
with the night.
I have walked out in rain
—and back in rain.
I have outwalked the
furthest city light.
I have looked down
the saddest city lane.
I have passed by the
watchman on his beat
And dropped my eyes,
unwilling to explain.
- Robert frost