'til the sun rose beautiful,
        I said,
God, take me.

Then, like at 4:30 this
        sweet
redhead, smiled at me.

Until our eyes, mine and hers,
           met
at like 4:30 I said , God,
           take me.

You realize I wasn't serious, eh?
             I  said,
that euphemistically, hey?

Now that the sun rose red ,
            my luck,
turned for the better, Sir!

I admit blasphemy. I admit
       I might
have been hasty, in my request.