'til I die!

 
Four stout knocks sound at

Seven battalion Major's

door. Yielded naught.

Earthen solitary door-

equally lonely window

residence

firmed against the draught

White fur-coat bosom buddy

and myself stole

a peak-

an innocent peak

through the blue painted

glass paned

solitary window

to look into the peeling

bright yellow house

To our dismay

Seven battalion Major stood

Firm against the draught

in his residence

He hugged the front door key

to his chest

and mumbled

'til I die 'til I die!