The darkness makes this city beautiful;
Day is her weakness, when compared to this.
At this point I should add the dutiful
Admission that at night, perforce, I miss
The bustle of the day - but night is better:
The sky, the skyline, and the streets all glow
Beneath the neon signs, whose every letter
Illuminates selected scenes below
Ignoring or obscuring all the grime,
The ugliness that day admits to view.
Night is the city's most attractive time
When only loveliness can sparkle through.
If only downtown didn't shut by ten:
Think of the fun we could be having then.
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