The August Visitor Poem by hamid kareem

The first time I had a rat visitor
I heard scratching at my door
Tap; tap, I heard on my doorstep
Scared I sat before standing up

As I opened the door with a dart
In bounced a buxom rat
He entered with kingly gait
And on his ratty countenance
As it glanced at me,
I could have sworn I saw a smile

I glared back at it
And it seemed a watching contest
Then regaining my self respect
A I ought have done at first
To frighten it away I stamped my feet

Unperturbed the rat did not budge
Instead he seemed to shrug
Sniffing spitefully at me
It blinked impudently
In its own ratty way

Who are you transit tenant?
He seemed to have enquired
As merrily across the room he scampered
Jumped unto my pillow and promptly fell asleep
In disbelief I screamed for help
My self respect having evaporated