I sit here
Think and dream
In front of me
Two tubes gleam
Soft sounds
They do fill
My little room
What a thrill
The sounds to take
Me to places
Far from here
Wide open spaces
Glowing tubes
Filaments bright
In the dark
Lighting my night
I now doze
Tired and weary
Their warm sounds
My heart cheery
I see the pentodes
Glowing bright
My dreamship goes
Second to the right
And on into the morning
--
Gregg
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