A Riot of a Racket

Our microwave says chunka

Our clothes dryer goes blatt

Our front doorbell plays

The noises of a shrieking bat



The timer in our kitchen

Emits a loud ka-beep

When my dad expects a voice mail

He listens for the cheep



With our computer printer

We always hear a click

Unlike my mom's hard drive

Which offers a huge snick



My brother has a siren

To get him out of bed

Mom needs an ah-oogah

To wake her up instead



The garage door remote

Like a cat, can purr

And the door, when rising

Proclaims a happy whirr



My e-mail sounds a whistle

When something new appears

And my cell phone ringtone

Sounds like ringing in my ears.



My home is now full of

A racket I can't stand

I need some peace and quiet

So I'm starting a brass band.