Patio

You see a little squirrel peeping through the kitchen window

Perched on the edge of the rotten wooden table

That was left in the rain and forgotten

Now it's winter on the patio

Now your house is warm and your house is dry

You'll haunt this house 'til the day you die

No one said you'd have company

So you pull a silly face like you'd tease a little baby

Intending your new friend to flee to where it's safe and shady

When the smoke alarm sounds