Knight Errant

So while my mistress sleeps upstairs I roam

The darker regions of the noisy night;

For things leak out from corners of our home

And I deliver puissance, justice, right.

But I am so magnificent they walk

Quite willingly into my open maw,

But not before we have a little talk

About the house and of the house’s law.

For no intruders are allowed I swear,

And this and more is thoroughly explained;

I demonstrate my claws and show them where

The lot of them will soon be entertained.

So if alive or ghost, they come to me,

For my panache is their catastrophe.