#995273 added October 7, 2020 at 12:32pm Restrictions: None
The Trunk
A toaster is but a toaster
Until it becomes junk
I have wasted things
I've hidden in a trunk.
Can you guess or see
Would you like to know
What could possibly be
What I cannot show
Think not ill my words
Do not fear nor dread
The trunk is filled with birds
The trunk's inside my head.
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