Little House of Treasure
I found a little house
on the street corner today.
I opened up its tiny door
to find it full of treasure.
Inside were stacks of books,
all for the reader's pleasure.
I grabbed one book,
then ran straight home,
ready to devour
each and every page.
Flashlight in hand,
I read into the night.
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