Slamn
It's Saturday morn and I want to sleep
When I hear that SLAM that makes me jump to my feet.
The kids are awake and know no bounds
The whole house shakes with SLAMMING door sounds.
Now I'm upset that they have ruined my rest
So I SLAM the bedroom door to show I can do it best.
"Your Dad must be awake boys..." I hear the cry
SLAM goes the door as the kids come inside.
They come charging up the stairs like the Mongol horde
SLAM goes their bedroom door as they say not a word.
I am so mad now I have criss-crossed eyes
I reach for the doorknob but am SLAMMED in surprise.
The wife came up to see how I felt
SLAMMED the door on my head which raised such a welt.
"Oh, did I hurt you?" she asked carefully
"No", said I, "but that SLAMN door bit me!"
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