Into the night I rode
A moderate good distance
My royal horse turns and coughs
Left me some walking
Singing familiar tunes
I pause every few steps for some breathing
How many New Years should I endure
And unwelcome thoughts bound I to jest
A dozen good strangers will do
Yet millions so unneeded
"To Heaven, sir? And Hell too. For it's the same place, you see."
Well, my sweets
Still distance too great
And let's walk a little
Shall we?
