One night, when my head lay nestled
Softly against some down,
One night in particular I was awakened by a sound.
Perhaps I am dreaming? I thought to myself.
But if I am dreaming,
How can I ponder to myself?
Awake.
Yes I am certain of this.
Awoken from my slumber it is obvious.
But why? Is what I wonder.
Why so suddenly?
And sure enough the answer,
Was right in front of me.
A rappity tap
A rappity tap TAP TAP
Subtle..but I heard that.
I slowly lower myself from bed,
Careful not to bump my head.
I tippity-toe
                    tippity-toe
To my bedroom door
Which of course,
To my remorse
Is on the upper floor.
I peer around the corner,
But I know that no one is home.
Its just me and Mr. Mittens
Other than that,
I'm all alone.
I creep along the hallway,
Careful not to alert my guest
I stop atop my spiral staircase,
And listen closely for the rest.
Bingity boom
                        Bingity BOOM BOOM!!
That was definitely in my living room!
Wide awake and terrified,
I grip the railing very tight.
Step
         by
              step
                       I ease along,
Bumping every picture on the wall.
My heart is pounding in my chest.
I need a second to catch my breath.
1...

2...

3...

Its quiet now or so it seems..

4...

5...

6...

Maybe thats the end of it.
I take a breath and begin to step..
Zippity zap!
                      ZIPPITY ZAP! ZAP!
Something just flew by so very fast!
Thats it I've had enough!
Enough of all this really weird stuff!
I MARCH right into the living room,
And walk right into a zooming
                                     zoom!
                                     ZOOM!
A lamp goes crash
                                 CRASH!
A fur ball goes dash
                                   DASH!
Aha! I marvel at the scene.
A scene that is EXACTLY as it seems.

"MR. MITTENS YOU DROP THAT MOUSE!
NO MORE ROUGH HOUSING AROUND MY HOUSE!"