Sir Prance-a-lot
Do not go gentle into that, Good Knight,
There is no bulb inside to light your way;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light!
There is another outhouse here to ease your plight,
But there are other structures in your way -
Do not go gentle into that, Good Knight.
Your armour’s hard to take off ‘cos it’s tight.
This would have been much easier by day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light!
Now you’re uncanned, you are a sorry sight.
A photo booth! You can’t be seen this way!
Do not go gentle into that, Good Knight.
The flash has flashed and your skin’s pallid white
Is now recorded – you must run away.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light!
I know you’ve not had time to expedite
Your mission. There’s no outhouse anyway
!
Do not go mental. And with that, good night!
(Rage, rage again - we're dying with delight!)
Porridginal