Alexandra-Lupin

There's something behind me. There's something behind me. Something behind in the corner of my eye. Why must it hide. Why does it hide? Where does it hide? In the corner of my eye. It's pinching my toes. Scratching its nose. Tingling my back in the corner of my eye. Reaching out to take me. Reaching out to steal me. To force me into darkness in the corner of my eye. I turn around. I spin around. I look around and it is gone. Finally out of the corner of my eye.

I thought I saw a kitty cat a few days ago. But then it went and ate them up, so I don't really know. And now I stand here sitting, On this wintry summer day. Waiting, waiting, waiting, For us to work at play.