Last night I woke at about 4 to hear
Someone shooting their mouth off stood outside
And yet it carried on more than an hour
Whenever I started to doze off, I’d
Hear him again, and a woman beside
Intrigued, I got up, stood at the window
And looked out into the deserted night
No sign of anyone. But from below
Came those voices again, the man’s voice so
Loud, from a ground floor flat, I think. Now where
Was he, and despite the late hour, so fired
Up, disturbing the peace? Was he on blow?
Eventually he shut up, I could clear
My thoughts, relax and sleep, since I was tired
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