The Man in the Moon will come on Tuesday.
He will wear his grey hat and be travelling alone.
Take his luggage and his staypress suits — and,
Should he speak, converse about the ocean,
Women or the rush on the delivery wards.
I assume he’ll take the Penthouse Suite.
Do check the ice-tray in the minibar.
Make sure the curtains have been drawn,
And say I’m sorry that I could not stay —
It’s too long since we both worked the night.

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