The Rag-And-Bone Man

“Rag-and-bone! Rag-and-bone!”


A man trudges down their street,


Small and bent over and pushing a cart.


He stops right outside their house,


And taps on the window.


“The man is coming and knocking on the window.


Shouting and laughing and tapping at the glass.


Knock, knock, knock, knock.


The bone man’s here,


Standing in the hallway with a bottle of gin.”