Poem

Yesterday, upon the stair,

I met a man who wasn´t there.

He wasn´t there again today

I wish, I wish he´d go away.

When I came home last night at three.

The man was waiting there for me.

But when I locked around the hall.

I couldn´t see him there at all!

Go away, go away, don´t you come back any more!

Go away, go away, and please don´t slam the door...

William Hughes Mearns