The Goblin's Jewel Box 1
Tears where did you come from, down my cheek and off with my thumb, I need a glass of soda and rum. Why did you hurt me so, your leaving was such a low blow, I hate that my crying will show. I placed all my weeping into a golden box, I opened it and I found rocks, Later I found jewels but were they all faux.
After all the crazy years, and all the glasses of beers, I never thought you would leave me sobbing with tears.
Date Written: 7/12/2021
1 Place
Note: I do not drink. I needed the beer word for the write.
The Goblins Jewel Box 1 Contest Judged:8/13/2021
Sponsored by:Jack Webster
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