'Twas late one autumn eventide,
When gleaming, beaming bright -
A light emerged from close beside,
And shooed away the night.
I read with blurred and bleary eyes
The glossy text displayed -
Then lurched awake with shocked surprise
To see the words it made.
My breath was quick. My tongue was dry.
My heart was beating fast.
I paused and penned my swift reply:
'Thank god,' I wrote - 'at last!'