Knock knock knock;
I am swiping from outside
At the door I can never lose
Somebody who was travelling with me,
Will open the door;
I hear the scratching sound of my dog,
Trying hard to usher me in;
Naww, he can’t…I opened it with my usual key,
Switched on the unwilling bulb
With times floating inside my head,
How I wanted my house to be like this!
My dog is me, with four untraveled legs,
Talks to me with something that hollows up the blanks;
I am at ease when my inmates don’t talk,
Even when I knock knock knock;
Some indurated vacationers were here for some time
I threw them out as they were on the wrong side of the door!
Calling me!!! To get in!!!
Daffy they tried and tried with a torch,
Until I held them by their neck and plucked them off,
And said goh! And off they went with them the door!
Now I stay with green tourists in the house,
I water them with care and get my oxygen in return,
It helps me puff through life
And open my door,
Waiting to see if some day
I could find the door I threw with a flare
If that could open when I
Knock knock knock.