Looking out my Backdoor

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With the party in full swing

And the joy that this can bring

I wandered through the garden fair

Stood in the doorway mesmerized there

Sat on a stool in the middle of the lawn

Was a big Stag with a small Fawn

Suddenly a Tiger came

They started playing a childish game

As I watched in awe, dumbstruck in fact

An Elephant passed by with a Haversack

He saw a Mouse sat on the grass

Which freighted him, so he tiptoed past

I blinked my eyes, I must be dreaming

Suddenly a Hyena was screaming

More like a loud laugh, it had quite an effect

Made me smile and recollect

As I stood by the Garden Door

I shook my head and saw some more

Amazing things to think about

As a Bear walked by and he had gout

Walking slowly with a limp

In dark glasses, looked like a pimp

His black suit looked rather smart

Must have been bought at WalMart

My eyes are playing tricks on me I thought

It’s time to stop that’s what I aught

To be doing, stop this illusion

My mind is in such a state of confusion

Just then Dr Doolittle came walking by

Looked at me and just said Hi

Walked out through the garden gates

And took along all his garden mates

I then collapsed into a chair

Looked out again, there was no one there

This funny baccy, mixed with the drink

Made my mind hallucinate a bit I think

It’s time to stop now this has begun

Must be other ways to have fun

Walked back indoors so full of dread

Turned over quickly and fell out of bed.

  • Author: Owen Robert Cullimore (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 19th, 2026 04:00
  • Comment from author about the poem: Just a few lines of humour
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • sorenbarrett

    Reminded me initially of an old Creedence Clearwater Revival song Out my Back Door. Then it became child like and the type of story one tells a small child before bed. Nicely done



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