(Can't say who this is from, but, The Dum-Dum didn't want me to post this!) 

So around 9:00 in the morning the other day, I hear this rapping at my window.  I wake up, and think, why is Tom here, today, now, at this hour.  I look out the window and nothing. 

I hear it again.  I look again, and I swear to God, I see a squirrel on my window ledge point at me and laugh! 

OR 

Quietly I was resting.  Dreaming of my lost Sandy. 

When suddenly I heard a tapping.  Tapping at my window. 

Quickly I threw open the curtains.  Nothing. 

This I saw, and nothing more. 

So I returned to sleeping.  Killing Jesse James I was now dreaming. 

And again a tap, and a tap, a tapping at my window. 

If this is Tom, his entire body BETTER be engulfed in flames, I muttered. 

I opened the curtains and saw it, sitting there.  Just on the window sill. 

A tiny rat, with a fury tail mocking me with derisive laughter. 

A squirrel perched and sat.  He then pointed to me and said,

"SQUEEK!"  

(you get the idea)