Chawbacon Cabin

chawbacon cabin
keen rustic and ramble shack
alone in the woods

alive at one time
home to large spider webs now
and some ugly rats

alone and quite sad
discarded and disheveled
feeling kind of lost
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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