came up to me and said:
"For just one night can you give me
shelter, food and a bed?"
There was no harm in what it said,
so I went ahead and said 'yes'.
But I had made a big mistake,
because it made my house a great big mess!
I showed it a corner in my bedroom,
where it could easily sleep.
But instead of being thankful,
it had started to weep.
So I ended up giving it my own bed,
while I had to sleep on the floor.
I wondered why it only had to,
knock on MY home's door?
It ate, and ate, and ate,
and finished all the food I had got!
"For it's little, tiny size,
it eats way TOO much," I thought.
And, to keep it in my house all night,
what reward do I get?
a bathroom, kitchen, bed and wall,
all very, very wet.....
I was relieved when it left,
and locked the door as soon as it was gone.
After an hour I went back outside, and, hey,
it turned out that it had accidently toppled paint all over my lawn!
