Little Josie took a pill
Now she’s looking rather ill
For what she thought was Ecstasy
Turned out to be for Housemaid’s Knee.
The rainbow that I see at night
At dusk’s last crepuscule
That final sliver of sunlight
Which shows off every hue…
Then I can heave my daily sigh
As down my tools I set
And battle through the bustlers by
Your dinner – for to get.
We barely mark each colour there
That shines in all its glory
And rarely do we stop and stare –
Absorbed in our life’s story.
The show goes on, though unobserved
Yet somehow it seems fit,
For ending of one day’s absurd,
Now we must sleep a bit.