Is It True?
FOUND-In dead of yonder night
A feather as white as snow.
FOUND- A cricket,brown and very old
Hanging on2 wooden,as wooden,
Sturdy front door.
2 why it was there
I really don't Know.
FOUND- A scorpion
Speedily scuttering
Across sitting room floor.
2 where? I don't know.
FOUND- Me levitating
Above the floor
This was the last straw.
Perplexed,I let the advanced carry on ushering me through the doors!
©31/08/2021. Wired6.
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