There’s a thing on our swing!
He was not invited
But he’s swinging and singing
And getting excited.

He’s clearly unclear
That this is our yard.
What creature would show
Such a bold disregard?

He’s too big for the swing
And I’m worried he’ll break it.
The crossbar is bending
And I just can’t take it.

He is large and he’s strange
But he’s clearly naive
And he’s got to go.
Go tell him to leave.

Have you ever seen the Snapping GrrrKnack?
It looks just like the floor when it lies on it’s back.

It waits for a kid to walk down the hall,
Then SNAP!, eats his dinner, backpack and all.

It’s favorite are kids that are not-quite-too-tallish
Or too roundly or pokey, or pale, wet, and smallish.

In fact, its favorite are roughly your size,
And while it may have an uncanny disguise

Are you sure that you haven’t seen my GrrrKnack?
Cause I left it around here, and I’d like it back.