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That Old Key

I found an old skeleton key So old it was That old key While remodeling my wash Room It fell right down in my hands As I stood there watching I don’t think I quite seen a Key like that before In the time of a century Long, long ago It was an old key that old Key It didn’t fit my lock’s it just Glitter and shined Skinny and long with antique Quality So, I laid it out in treasure chest Of it’s own To let it lay around another century In time Beautiful it was and beautiful it is That old key That old antique key has finally found It's own resting place From the elements of time..

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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