Raccoons In the Attic
Bang, bang it was 2 A.M. and everything came crashing down.
Bang, Bang it was 2 A.M. - I jumped up, frantically looking around.
The noise emanated from the attic, so, I unlatched the door.
To my shock and surprise, I saw 3 raccoons rolling around on the floor.
They had knocked down books and toys and even the sleds for the snow.
When I screamed, hysterically, they knew it was time to go.
The roof guy came and patched up the hole in the roof in an attempt to defy.
I considered the matter concluded and decided to get some shut-eye.
But as it’s said a raccoon’s wiliness is known and renowned.
So, that night: bang, bang it was 2 A.M. and everything came crashing down.
Copyright © Terri Stiles | Year Posted 2019
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