He is the Undercover Agent
private Clubbing Patient
In terms of the rearrangement of the ego
That's what everyone who knows him believes.
He books the night flight once per day
For surety the Homeward way also
Lightyears in luxury, in vain
It remains with a hard pulse in the stomach
He knows, she does
It tonight
And then she should
Be captain of the night flight
Her alone
He flies the turning circle of the virgin,
yet neither gain the land.
She wears her defined ego
And he, after home, his face.**
He knows, tonight
Beat her in battle
And then she should
Be captain of the night flight
And then she will
Be captain of the night flight.