Deliver us from Evil - a light-hearted poem

Letterboxes can leave me in a dither
Approaching each door as I prepare to deliver

With a resounding SNAP!, just like a mousetrap

Pinching my fingers and making me shiver

A gnome eyes me warily, as I creep up the next path

I ease past the prickly bush, and round the birdbath

A dog barks at me, as I tackle a tree

I’ll need a cup of tea after this aftermath

Rat-a-tat-tat, rat-a-tat-tat

The letterbox rattles as the newsletter hits the mat

I gave it a shove, and prayed it wouldn't trap my glove

Or my hand won’t be pounced on by a cat

Red doors, blue doors, some made of wood

So many variations in this neighbourhood

Some boxes I can’t find, in this area I’m assigned

I’d post it, honestly, if only I could

Think of those who deliver to your door

Fighting fierce letterboxes, which I’m sure are carnivore
If you see us about, please wave with a shout

And we’ll wave back with stubby fingers, I’m sure