Dusk so I’m off for my walk

Now  it’s dusk and the lights are on I shall go out to see who has redecorated their front rooms for Spring…and who is watching TV.I should have been a spy really but I just have to pretend.And I think I blush too easily so I would betray myself.Still I can make up stories about the people around me which are maybe more thrilling than reality.Since people sleep upstairs I shan’t see any nude..I hope.That would be embarrassing.It’s mainly the decor that interests me.That’s what I tell  the police!