A dark, dark ink black night

In a small window a solitary light

Dimly glows upon a face

A lady sits  alone in her place.

Tap tap on the window pane

Tap tap but its not the rain.

Tap tap who begs entry at this hour?

She stands to look but nobody’s there.

Shuddering slightly she moves away

she starts to hum, she starts to pray

She sees midnight upon her clock

And yet her caller continues to knock.

Tap tap, won’t you let us in?

“Tap tap, we have to win

Open your window, share your light

Just a crack will be alright.”

They won’t leave, they will persist

To enter her room they do insist.

And so she swallows, inexplicably drawn

To open up to terrors unknown…

How she shrieks as in they fly

These khaki warriors from the sky!

Her hands come up to shield her face

Crying now she flees the place

Yet strangely they do not pursue

To their goal they must stay true.

“Oh what a discovery we have made

What a victory we have played

Now happily basking

No more tapping or asking

three happy moths on a pale lampshade!”