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There’s a man lives in my house
He’s as quiet as a mouse
I’ve never ever seen him
Don’t hear him move about
He doesn’t seem to eat
And he doesn’t drink my beer
But though no floorboard ever creaks
I know that he is here
I don’t know where he hides away
Don’t see him come and go
How does he lurk so silently
It seems I’ll never know
I almost don’t believe in him
My sanity Kaput?
I’m sure he has a missing leg
Or maybe just a foot
But there’s no peg leg pirate
Who aims to cause me fright
No ‘Ship ahoy’ or Jim lad’
Is whispered in the night
It’s no long dead seafarer
Who dwells invisibly
My evidence is tangible
As real as you and me
There’s no sign of prosthesis
Perhaps they cost too much
But any man with just one leg
Should have at least a crutch
My wife tells me I’m off my head
But I’m no loopy liar
For every day I find his sock
In my tumble dryer
Copyright © Terry Flood | Year Posted 2021
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