SHALLOW NIGHT

SHALLOW NIGHT

A sallow knight came riding in

No whiskers bore him on his chin

No helmet drew upon his head

Nonsense rattled round instead

So tell us, how you came to be

Banished here, in misery.

‘Oh, I am famed’, he replied

‘Up and down the countryside.’

‘I am the most deliberate bore,

All around, I hold the floor,

Never shut my mouth all day,

Though I have but naught to say’.

‘I love the sound of my own voice,

Polite people have no choice.

I have never met DISCERNMENT,

Or the SILENT sweet lament’.

‘Tis a shallow night when I come to call

Be a blessing when I’m not here at all.