It’s half past nine and
We’ve had bottles of wine
Not late at night but
I’m dancing with Delight
She smiles at me
I’m hanging from a tree
The gingerbread man
Is nudging at me
So sudden the thought
Of balance is fought
No reason for that
I am flat my back
It’s half past nine and
I’m not awake
I’m dancing with Delight and
She’s laughing at me
