I heard something traveling through the ductwork tonight
This woke me from my sleep and gave me great fright
I was awaken by a noise from the basement below…
A raccoon? a squirrel? a chipmunk? a sparrow?
There is no door to that level…so what is it?
I don’t know as I sit here and fidget!
I am terrified…terrified of the night and the unknown
Who do I call, who will answer the phone?
Now I sit here at the kitchen table, my heart pumping and my fingers typing
And I just heard another stumble and fall, vibrating through the piping
How one’s imagination runs with the fear…it probably is nothing at all…
I heard it the night before last, as well, a duct work running call
What do I do? It is after one in the early morning, and almost two
But now…three times I heard a sound…three times a sound, a few
Alas, my eyelids are heavy and falling to the ground
No more I hear, all is quiet, without any sound