A Big Hole

In Kansas our house was on a big hole
I could crawl under and get into it
I guess it was to be a basement
But when I looked I saw a spaceship

A foxhole to hide from the enemy
A crater on a planet far away
I used my flashlight in the long lost mine
But how dirty I was, I just couldn't say

My shirt and pants were in a horrible state
I hid them in the bottom of the trash 
Because I'd been in trouble for this before
I had to smile about my clever stash

But the next day my mom dumped out the trash
And guess what, my clothes were then on top
After that a had a very long day
It seemed the yelling was not going to stop!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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