The Vanished Key
The vanishing key
First, he made a frame
Then he made the door
He painted it blue,
Put it on top of the knoll
One day he walked through
And locked it.
When he returned
He couldn`t find the key
Hence he never got home.
Copyright © Jan Hansen | Year Posted 2018
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