The Night Dasher

The Dasher all dressed ready Delivering snacks to the many Leaving in the night Serving those willing to pay the price Hurrying through dinner and out the door Hoping he can make some more The streets are dark, the traffic light As he dashes through the night No doorbells, knocking or people to see Just leave on the doorstep and text me Tips are large, tips are small Happy to get them all Missing his bed, wife and dogs He is out there giving to the cause Driving from store to store Running from door to door This is definitely not a job for the weak As you hardly get any sleep Dash Away, Dash Away All Dash Away, Dash Away to the next call