Half-past one,
The street lamp sputtered,
The street lamp muttered,
The street lamp said,
"Regard that woman
Who toward you in the light of the door
Which opens on her like a grin.
The street lamp sputtered,
The street lamp muttered,
The street lamp said,
"Regard that woman
Who toward you in the light of the door
Which opens on her like a grin.
Eliot - Rhapsody on a Windy Night
