Once upon a midnight bleary
while I toiled so weak and weary
whence a knocking came to be
at the door of my balcony

Hark I say, who comes in night
and scares me silly in fright
Do you know the dog is nigh
and from his perch he’ll fly

Lie down thy rod and thy knife
for 911 is now guarding my life
My phone is all which I can use
so come on down, don’t abuse.

I tell you now, I tell you well
my dog and I are gonna tell
The cops are here to get you
so..what is you now gonna do

Though moon is full and bright
that knock gave me such fright
Turns out it was the Balladeer
needed to potty after his beer.

I guess I will post a sign
point the way, draw a line
The men’s room is OOC
and ‘deer, old buddy...

you ain’t no lady!

Michael....this is retribution for the comment about Larry C’s hair that I borrowed.....