Tango Tango


Things That Go Bump In The Night - Poem by Tango Tango

Things go bump in the night,
I wake with a sudden fright.
I'm fast asleep in my bed,
when there's a noise in my head.
Sitting up with a bound,
ears straining to hear the sound.
What is it, I think,
boy, I need a drink.
Is it the cat,
or maybe it's a rat.
There's not a sound to be heard,
what's that, it's the cry of a bird.
Go back to sleep you fool,
it's only the house starting to cool.

Tango.


Comments about Things That Go Bump In The Night by Tango Tango

  • Rookie T S (2/23/2009 2:40:00 AM)

    I think we all have experienced 'Things that go bump in the night'
    I enjoyed this very much
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Poem Submitted: Monday, February 23, 2009



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