Henningson Or Hemingway

This June allots an hour or an afternoon
Total for the tempting views
The sum of all smiles that could possibly escape you
This day permits a second for the proper way
To dig a Henningson or Hemingway
To interpret the dusk in it's aggregate grays
So just for fun let's tabulate
The gaudy unisons of every-day
Omaha weight stations
And highway-highjacked chocolate imitations
You will see
Within a fever or a cavity
There's some sugar or a walk in the snow
Or any old excuse just to let yourself go