Right now my goal is to reach about two hundred very description, sweet delicious, quite nutritious words. I shall add the bloody, gory, saddest-story, frightening, adventurous, destiny describing ones too. I will put them in a box,
I will keep them,
away from the fox,
I will hide them under socks.
I will keep them hidden with me,
I will hide them in some tea,
and even the bad ones will be flushed down a toilet,
drown in some bright yellow pee.
Suppose I can the good ones in a chest,
in a place where I literally can't forget. I could possibly, just maybe, odd enough hide them in my sister's corset. Or maybe I should hide them in buckets and bowls, or perhaps with my brother's tools. Where to hide them, is there really any rules?
Where should I keep these two hundred words, shall I keep them with some pearls? Shall I hide them inside the juiciest apples,
oranges and pears.
Weird enough, shall I keep them in my drawer with my underwear?
Shall I keep them in my bed?
Shall I put them under my pillow which goes under my head. And is this the end?
© misty Sapphire