Midnight Happenstance

While a cat begins his midnight prance,
He pauses to take takes a midnight glance,
At a swirling tantalizing midnight expanse.

His arm moves like a midnight lance,
Your dice never stood a midnight chance,
In this torrid midnight romance.

As they fall, you stare in a midnight trance,
Nothing will stop gravity’s midnight advance,
While you sigh in midnight exasperance.

For when a cat sees dice, so always follows an unfortunate midnight happenstance.