Klein Time
John Clare Stokes
Today I heard a knocking
It was at the degree
Of sixty
I knew he'd be coming
Burning day light, you see.
Upon the red Klein
Huret set to zero
A century I expect this time
Toward Moniac we go.
Resting at the East Tower
Huret at twenty five
Over the bars i cower
Seventy-five more I cry!
Sand and pines
Sand and pines
Will it ever end
Red Klein way ahead
Squares I spin.
Parched in a mirage
Moniac and the end
There sits ole Rog
Offering me a fig newton.
To Roger Kosch Sessler
March 22, 1932
October 22, 2011
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