The Dinosaurs

Last night when the clock struck twelve
the dinosaurs arose
roaring down the alleyways
disturbing my repose.
 
They rattled every window pane
within it’s wooden frame
and scratched their claws against our doors
(I bet I’ll get the blame!)
 
They knocked down several pylons
so all the lights went out
and started smashing roof tiles
and throwing them about.
 
They flattened all the fences,
and trees were trampled too.
When we looked out next morning
we had such a sorry view!
 
But…
There was no sign of dinosaurs
except a distant howl,
still…
I won’t go out on windy nights
in case they’re on the prowl!

© Nicky Hetherington