Household Band Poem by stu aitken

Have you ever wondered what it’d be like
If household objects came alive at night
And any of them with an animal name
Could all join in a musical game

But what sort of tune could it possibly be?
The answer is magic, just listen and see

The teddy bear said “I’ll start this gig”
So he beat out the tempo on the toybox lid

The three brass monkeys enhanced the beat
By banging the fireplace with their feet

Goldfish tapped a rhythm on her bowl
She swore the music came from her soul

The Mouse on Keyboard, double clicked
The Rocking Horse danced and kicked

On Shoe Horn we had Mr toilet duck
The clothes horse whistled as it opened and shut

Snake raught excluder wanted in
Saying “I’m the man to play woodwind”

The Cat Flap rattled and tried it’s best
The Chicken drum tried to beat it’s breast

The Dog biscuits said they’d help the tune
And the sound of crunching filled the room

Everyone managed to play in time
Until Fish finger pushed the bell chime

There was a noise upstairs and a light came on
And they all knew then they had to finish the song

So when a man came down with his dog at hand
There was not a peep from the Household Band

So if you are lying in your bed
And a distant rhythm can just be heard
It may well be the magic tune
And it could be coming from your front room!