Student
Of the
Night

Flying kites
Before
Daylight

As a black
Moon kisses
The sky

Coffee
Brewing
Before
Sunrise

Night owls
Are his
Pals

He hears them
Laughing
Playing cards

Counting
Sheep between
The sheets

In his city
That never
Sleeps

Student
Of the
Night

Stares
At stars
Across the skies

His beam
Is straight as
The crow flies

Every
Night is
Fright night

The wee
Small hours are
His time square

He has
Had it
Up to here

A tired
Puppy
On his toes

In he
Goes to
Indigo

Student
Of the
Night

Student
Of the
Night

Student
Of the
Night

A wide-eyed
Pupil with his
Pupils opened wide