Dancing at the break of dawn.
Remember me, before the close of day Skipping, at Sun’s peak, midday’s gaze, Scorching, our faces, with, its, now, polluted flames.
The spraying of us all And, the stars, even that far.
Aluminium, back-shooting to the ground Disseminating around.
Oh, those recidivist Goofs, Precipitating it all, Indeed, whom, we call, the reckless Fools!
I will remember you,