I was just getting up, not quite awake
When the front door started to shake.
Sitting on the edge of the bed I just listened
So early the moonlight still glistened
Through the cracks in the blinds
I tried to clear my mind.
What could be making all this prattle
The door on loose hinges started to rattle
A delivered package? From the bed I rose
They did not read my note, I suppose.
I left a note on the door you see
To leave any parcels for delivery
There on the outside of my door
Cause answering quickly is a hard chore.
After some scraping, thumping, and thuds
I heard a voice say “Hey, what’s up, Bud”?
I froze on the spot
Who could that be, what?
“Hey, you changed things in here quite a lot”
I sat very still, while the guy had a thought.
“Oh, my god, I am sorry!, Oh, my god, oh my god”.
You’d think I’d be nervous and scared
For this strange guest I was not prepared.
I stayed in my room, quiet as a mouse
Since no light was on it was dark in my house.
“Oh, my god, I’m so sorry, I thought this was Dave’s!”
Trying to be quiet while laughing I craved
The intruder kept saying how sorry he was
Then shuffled and mumbled, at the door he paused.
“Sorry again, I, uh, please forgive me”
I heard his footsteps as out he did flee.