Slow as it slides along the wall, <br />turn a corner out of sight, <br />quiet it dropped to the floor, <br />hidden in a room without light, <br />care taken to move from the hall, <br />silent lest a foot should fall, <br />neatly through an open door, <br />across the lawn over the garden wall.<br /><br />Richard Allen Beevor<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-thing-on-the-wall/
