Something Iffy
My neighbour has a shed
And he's in there all the time,
There are lots of bangs and crashes,
"He's up to something iffy," I opined.
My wife said "mind your business
It's his shed, it's up to him,"
(still though I'd love to know,
What on earth he hides within.)
So I asked him, and he told me
He'd built a memory machine,
It helps you remember or forget,
I said " show me what you mean."
My neighbour has a shed....
Copyright © Gary Smith | Year Posted 2019
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