[starsailor]

It's charming the profusion
Of all this neat confusion
We meander here
Wander there
Wear brylcream
In our golden hair
I've lost the plot
Please help me here
My rambling
Seems to be unclear
Lacks clarity
And phrasing
A bit like
Crazy paving
But do not fear
Knight
Days end is near
The night shift I feel
Will soon appear
They filled a page
When we we're gone
Tonight they'll fill
Another one
We have done well
The thread is long
So sanity may sometimes stray
But lucid moments
Will return all freshly filtered
Oh no my tree fern
It just wilted