This June allots an hour or an afternoon
Total for the tempting views,
The sum of all smiles that could possibly escape you.
This day permits a second for the proper way
To dig a Henningson or Hemingway,
To interpret the dusk in it's aggregate grays.
So just for fun let's tabulate
The gaudy unisons of every-day
Omaha weight stations
And highway-highjacked chocolate imitations.
You will see,
Within a fever or a cavity,
There's some sugar or a walk in the snow
Or any old excuse just to let yourself go.