Door of Regret by Ollie Owl

There came a knocking upon my door,
One late and dreary night;
Should I open it or not,
That was my pending plight;

Bang! Bang! Bank! the door shook,
Rattling upon it's rusty gear;
Terror gripped my lonely soul,
Wish it would depart from here;

Blam! Blam! Blam! Blam! Blam!
Louder and louder it came;
Please! Please! Please! go away,
To never speak my name;

Hiding in a corner of a room,
Time winding down the clock;
Perhaps I will open the door someday,
When opportunity comes to knock;