The Jack In the Box Day

When you wake up everyday.
When you wake up and jump out of bed.
When the crank is turned.
"Pop Goes the Weasel" is already ringing. 
Prepare yourself!

Some "Jack-in-the-Boxes" will open at random times.
Many things will bring you this day.
The greater the surprise,
the more intense the laughter (or the suffering).
The laughter of joy or the degree of mourning would vary throughout the day;
to wind up at sunset and return again tomorrow.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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