As midnight came, I took my place,
Upon my leather coated chair.
My eyes not leaving the fireplace,
Even to comb my greying hair.
I waited up for that moment,
That split second to catch him out.
All of the letters I had sent,
Not one reply. Zilch. Nada. Nowt.
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