He sits by the door
Wishes he were Thor
So he can smash the door knob
Escape and join the antsy mob
He wishes he could fly
Open the window up high
Soar into the pink puffy clouds
Eat them all up and laugh out loud
He snorts like a pig
And sits like he’s the bigwig
Looking at the clock
Tick tock, tick tock
Wondering…
Whimpering…
Waiting…
For that magical knock
THE END
Happy Holidays!
Aidenn's Journey 