Turn Again

I turn again

I do I do

Oh welcome blunder

you diligent fool

Where was you?

Snuck huddled under blankets

Known so well

to

Be-neat

Window serene-ardors

I turn again

I do I do

And sight dear friend

you blithering fool

Come hither

Blither beside me on seats

Known to be

under

shade-of

Wooden gallant-hollows

I turn again

I do I do

Say of night

that night we'll cross

When taken

Yes taken ourselves

No longer known

now sleeping

Foreign-ender

Wanting no-turn

To not turn again

In the

no time nocturne

I rest