Duck, Duck, Goose

Walkie, talkie, squeak and squawk.
Skipping rope around the block.
Now a constant nagging buzz.
Wondering what's become of us.

I thought that we could make it work.
Shadows loom and lean to lurk.
Winding up and out for blood.
Tippy toe like Elmer Fudd.

Slowly slowly, they advance.
Circumskeptic circumstance.
Winking eyes dart and roam
Up and down our stolid home.

Ringy dingy on the line.
Pull the curtains, draw the blinds.
After hours, behind the shop,
Baby sips her soda pop.

Makes her daddy sweat and bark.
Just you wait till after dark.
While he's lying, she will plot.
Tiny tantrum, tiny tot.

Don't believe me. I don't care.
Pull my pigtails, if you dare.
You'll be sorry, yes you will.
Hug me 'till it's time to kill.

What you've lost is what I've kept,
Inch by inch and step by step,
Come to find you while you sleep.
What you sew is what you reap.

Itsy, bitsy spider fly
Down the stairs and say goodbye.
Playtime's over. Take a nap.
Fall into my little trap.

9/16/26
ZONE S5E6