Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Peek-A-Boo

Now that I'm stuck on graveyard shift

I try to keep from getting bored.

Oft in the night I need a lift,

So I dig out from where I'm stored,

And strut about in time and place.

These old bones still get me around.

Now retired from the human race,

And home now just a plot of ground.

Walking, I watch for anyone

Like kids or drunks or both who be

Good prospects for this skeleton

To scare to hell when they see me.

There's nothing more fun than to do,

With a passerby, peek-a-boo.