You can read "The McWilliams’s and the Burglar Alarm" written by Mark Twain in this link:
americanliterature.com/author/mark-twain/short-story/the-mcwilliamses-and-the-burglar-alarm
i made this poem, i didn't take it serious because i don't like to take things seriously.
A Night Of Cheese Under The Lemon Moon
In my pants there is a riot
a wanto manifastation
a swarm of thoughts
an appalling future.
Your sole face is the protagonist
you... burglar of hearths
feeble crystal sharp shaped
i would flung cheese
while waiving of my under wear
an evanescent came from future
seemingly is a slap in my face.
Damn!
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