Skeleton In the Cupboard
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I’m kept hidden in the cupboard,
always under lock and key;
dare not come into the open
how disgraceful it would be!
I sit cramped, my bones are aching,
a dark secret in the dark;
I can’t even take a breather
for a scandal it could spark.
I’m condemned to live forever
out of sight from prying eyes
while my master’s troubled conscience
covers up for endless lies.
How I wish for change of fortune
so the truth will all come out.
It would give me back my freedom
then with joy I’ll jump and shout!
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Contest: Whitsun Premier
Sponsor: Brian Strand
Placed: 5th
© 22nd May 2017
Copyright © Paul Callus | Year Posted 2017
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