Who was that? By Wally d l M.

Some one came knocking At my wee, small door; Someone came knocking; I'm sure-sure-sure; I listened, I opened, I looked to left and right, But nought there was a stirring In the still dark night; Only the busy beetle Tap-tapping in the wall, Only from the forest The screech-owl's call, Only the cricket whistling While the dewdrops fall, So I know not who came knocking, At all, at all, at all.

Who was that knocking At my dainty door? That was a knocking That I’m vouching for; Hark, hark, unlatch, unlatch, Look this way and that! But nought was a stirring, All was black as your hat; Only a busy bug Tapping in a wall, Only from woodland A shrill owl’s call, And Jiminy’s whistling As dawndrops fall, So I know not who was knocking, At all, at all, at all.