3TC – The Creak Speaks!


The closet door

Hiding who knows what

She heard the squeak

Not wanting to see more

But plied the hinge

With liberal oil

Thought “whatever lurks

I can foil!“

Her mind spoke, “are you mad?”

Then it jumped out, raggedy clad

It’s voice uttered, “glad you’re here

I’ve been stuck inside for years

A wonder I’ve not met my end

If not for rats I’d be death wend”

She stood aback, not really scared

And helped it, happy to be aired

“I’ll call an ambulance”, she murmured

But it ran away as her eyes averted

When her husband came, he fixed a lock

No more would creatures be in that box.


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