It Was A Squirrel a poem I wrote back in 2010

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It Was A Squirrel



What was it?
I heard a noise, I heard it.



Did you hear that? What was it?"
I know I heard something.



Listen, will you please listen to me.
There was something walking upstairs, will you please go see.



What was it, what can it be?
Are you even listening to me?



Perhaps I should go check and see?
But if I must go up those dreadful steps then you must come with me.


 
Now get up, let's go see.
There see that window you left it open, it is a squirrel that climbed in using that tree.



It was a squirrel imagine that-
Making such a racket, for such a little fellow, about the size of a kitchen rat-



Now please put the squirrel out, and get back to bed, it isn't time yet to don your work hat.
Now we know what it was, so why can't you sleep? At least it wasn't a rat, or a man with a bat...