Had my dinner,
went for a stroll..
that was a gloomy night,,,
up aBove , d stars were twinkling bright,
gusty wind was forcing me back,
bringing withered leaves
and dingy news paper's scraps...
trampling all that, i walk...
passed by the Harlotts standing at the stop,,
few meters ahead, i heard alot...
countable drinkers amusing with the cards,
and therefrom i slowly passed....
crossed all streets by streets,
i finally came back.
sitting along the bed's edge
curling the hair nd said,
did nathin juss fiddled away....
one more day rolled its way.
Alas, here is the loom,
coz I'VE NATHIN TO DO
