In the middle of the night when things go bump
I had a thought that made me jump
Carefully, looking all around,
I hardly dared to make a sound
Stealthily searching under the bed
I looked up suddenly and cracked my head.
The winds were sighing and the moon was full
And by now my eyes were dull
Without further ado into bed I slumped
Like a ton of cement just recently dumped.
Early next morning with the sun shining bright
I stood and wondered what gave me such a fright
Was it the moon in the sky so still
Perhaps tonight I'll take a pill.