Rattle, rattle, rattle, rattle!
The sound of an old-fashioned push-mower.
When I was a lad, I heard it at night!
Who could be mowing at this time of night?
I tried to ignore it, the blankets I held up close!
Was it a baddie, an elf, or a ghost?
Mum didn’t believe me, she thought I was dreaming.
The mowing continued, even when it was raining.
Nobody would listen, despite my imploring.
I figured out later, it was just mum snoring!
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