The Kazoo

I was sleeping, soundly sleeping When I heard a loud kazoo Then I wondered, “What was that noise?” That had brought my dreams askew So I got up and I went searching, searching for the loud kazoo When I found nothing, I thought “Good, now I can start my dreams anew.” Only half an hour passed before I heard the noise again I needed to sleep, not many minutes, if it was possible just ten The noise was louder still, now an echo through the halls I did not want to hear, but the noise came through the walls So I got up and I went searching, although my mind was out of place When I found nothing, I thought, “How will I sleep? This noise is a disgrace.” Only half an hour passed before I heard the noise once more I said that “Once the sound is found, the noise will be done for” So I looked in all the hidden rooms, behind the brooms and tombs I even looked inside the closet, with all the old costumes And then I found the noise, I had found the loud kazoo It was my brother who was playing it and had brought my dreams askew I said, “Brother I cannot sleep while that kazoo is being played” He said Sorry, I did not know, I will play another day Now that the main problem is solved, I can enjoy my rest in peace Because the blowing, wheezing, and sneezing of the loud kazoo has ceased I got up and I went searching, and I found the loud kazoo! I am sure I won’t be awakened again, I can start my dreams anew.