the wind burglar

howling a desperate lament
he scrabbles at the windows
shrieks echo down the chimney
the door creaks under the onslaught
the keyhole, the cat flap, the letter box
all rattled, shaken and pried at
a scream as the extractor fan
resists his bathroom break-in
finally a crash as he admits defeat
and flings the bin across the garden
in furious frustration

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