Rey Del Noche Poem by Douglas McClarty

By day duties calls
Wealth creating essential
To fund his nocturnal journeys
To his palaces that are many.

When the sun goes down
Designer robes come out
For this is his birthright
He's the King of the night.

The bars in the costa's
Lay out the red carpet
No one gets in the way
Of Rey Del Noche

Dark glasses and Armani
Essential fake tan
Girls just love him
He, s King of the night.

On the floor of the disco
From night until day
He dances, romances
El Rey Del Noche.

Champagne and shots
And an odd San Miguel
This guy lives it up
Because he's king of the night

A carriage awaits at dawn
To take him back to his throne
Such is the circle of the life
Of, Rey Del Noche