His Pride and Joy
A bonneville mustang with
A dark purple hood
It’s distinct. The lighter
Purple shade of paint that
Covers the remainder of the
Car gleams in the sun. Inside the
Cabby are leather seats; real. Accompanying
That is the wooden dashboard with
A chrome trim. It even has dice in the mirror;
This is his pride and joy.
A stuffed rabbit in
A pink, flower patterned cover.
It’s once white fur now
Old, dusty and worn. One
Eye is missing; a stitching attempt
Failed; the little tuffs of cotton
Sticking out confirm it. But the
Hands that crafted such a horrid
Creature are long gone.
This is his pride and joy.
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