Rat-a-tat-tat, Rat-a-tat-tat,
There’s someone at my door,
Rat-a-tat-tat, Rat-a-tat-tat,
Why this sudden encore?
There was no ring at the Entrance Door,
For me to let them in,
So who is now outside my door
Rat-a-tat-tat, a-knocking?
Now, wait a minute, another sound,
Oh No! ! They’ve found my bell,
Ring-a-ding-ding, Ring-a-ding-ding,
Why don’t they go to hell?
I get up from my chair at last,
To go to open the door,
Why no sound for some time past,
No Knock, or Ring encore?
I open the door to find a box,
Not for me, at number four,
But for the flat next door to me,
For my neighbours at number three.
© Jonathan Goldman [JGthepoet] - 23 January 2006
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem