As of someone softly sneaking up to listen at the door;
Then said I, “You need not fear me, you can just come in and hear me,
Take a seat or stand a-near me, let us talk this matter o’er—
’Tis a grave and serious subject, let us talk it calmly o’er,”
Then I opened wide the door.
Then a being thin and shanky, white of visage, tall and lanky
Looking ill at ease and cranky, came and stood upon the floor;
In his hands some keys he dangled, keys that harshly clinked and jangled,
And over his right optic a large pane of glass he wore—
When it fell, he slowly raised it, and replaced it as before—