Met Turandot Tuesday
We're skipping the ballet
Under Water Sounds from inside
As we stole away
And where do we go now?
Out to the never MT streets
A few hours of Mars left,
No luxury of sleep
"Let's sneak into the gala"
Well didn't you suggest
"Let's pretend we're wearing masks so
They won't know we're under-dressed"
I lost you when they chased us
The fugitives were warned
I turned around and Mars had set
This lonely Wednesday morn.

© 2023 Mario Rossetti