Out Of My Element Poem by Ima Ryma

I was just taking a nice stroll
In the snow and discovered that
I had stepped in an unseen hole
And slid into a habitat
Of some strangers I did not know.
They said it was a window well.
Into their basement I did go.
They seemed quite harmless I could tell.
The strangers helped me back outside,
And bid me farewell on my way,
Which I did go in a quick stride.
It had been quite a stressful day.

I'm glad the strangers let me loose.
A house is no place for this moose.