When I See a Keyhole Now

Elf Giant grabbed me and threw me into a trunk. Ouch! It was full of a lot of awful junk! I piled stuff high, made myself a little goal. To finally reach that golden high-up keyhole. I piled stuff fast, and I piled it quick. I climbed up the pile, through thin and through thick. Some more unfortunate earth humans were being collected. I could see them from my keyhole. How were we being selected? My neighbor Lola was the next human in my sight. She had a trench coat and blue jeans which were way too tight. She was popped into a sandwich with liverwurst and fries. Even though I had a clear view, I had to hide my eyes. A corpulent giant mama stuffed in a red hat with flair Did a wonka shake dance, and yes - she did it completely bare. By the time I was rescued my eyeballs were big and round. Now when I see a keyhole, I keep my eyes glued to the ground. Written 1-7-2019 Contest: Slap the Muse and Turn It Lose Sponsor: John Lawless