The Drama Building
At the college, we have a drama building
the fine arts auditorium, it's called
under the stage is a basement
the door, hidden, looks to be walled
but I know where it is
and not many people do
last night the top door was open
the sound I heard, I hadn't a clue.
But it's my job to check
dark spooky places if doors are ajar
could it be the ghost who flickers the lights
oh, my mind has gone too far
but there were these rumors
of the spirit that walks there
and plays the piano in the night
creeks across the stage, all you see is air.
Well duty called, so I went down the stairs
the noise again, even louder and stranger
pulled out my weapon just in case
there may be a sudden danger-
I opened the walled entrance
and peered around the corner, closer, I glanced,
pulled apart the prop clothing on the rack…
a squirrel jumped out at me,
I almost wet my pants!
He ran up under my feet
over and up onto a paper rock
and landed in a box of stage snow
sending some airborne, we were both in shock.
So after slowing my heart, I laughed
picturing that squirrel in a little Jason mask
dagger in paw, floating through the air
I hope someone finds him because I sure left him there!