As the clock struck midnight,
the parcel did arrive,
It was the size of a coffin,
It took me by surprise!
I never knew the post office,
delivered things that late,
but, being a polite person,
I signed for it and said, 'thank you mate'.
They put it in the hall way,
I went off to bed, and then
I heard this screaming,
Which at first, I thought was in my head.
I crept down the stairs,
just in time to see,
the lid of the parcel, opening,
it scared the day lights out of me.
This thing sat up, and then, I could see,
it had come to sink its Sharp teeth in me,
but, it was handsome; it put me in its spell,
Now I live with it and its pure HELL.
So, if you get a delivery at midnight,
What are you going to do?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem