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Its after eleven It's after eleven at night Havin

Its after eleven

It's after eleven at night
Having a coffee and cigarette
The streetlights are bright
Night creatures all congregate

Noises in the grass outside
Bugs and small mammals too
Some to my left that hide
Others to my right maybe a few

The sound of the crickets
I can hear some in the distance
Out in the bush and thickets
Their chirps are very consistent

The sounds of the darkness
Many different cracks and creaks
Engines revving the fastest
The gasoline smell really reeks

©Schizology It's after eleven

#poem✍🧡🧡💛 #Eleven #Random
Its after eleven

It's after eleven at night
Having a coffee and cigarette
The streetlights are bright
Night creatures all congregate

Noises in the grass outside
Bugs and small mammals too
Some to my left that hide
Others to my right maybe a few

The sound of the crickets
I can hear some in the distance
Out in the bush and thickets
Their chirps are very consistent

The sounds of the darkness
Many different cracks and creaks
Engines revving the fastest
The gasoline smell really reeks

©Schizology It's after eleven

#poem✍🧡🧡💛 #Eleven #Random
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