The Brick House
Standing solid, a house of brick;
Red and yellow in the sunlight,
Not just any box.
Bought by a professional boxer,
With muscles like bricks;
Complete with motion detecting lights.
At night the moonlight,
Lands upon his flower boxes;
Built into the patio of brick.
A patio, complete with solar lights; lovely flower boxes.
Copyright © M. L. Kiser | Year Posted 2019
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