Monday, 21 November 2016

At the end of my pencil there's a box

At the end of my pencil there's a box
and in the box sits Dog.
When I don't know what to do,
I open the box and ask Dog for help.
I might be bored. I'm bored, I say to Dog.
Why don't you draw a map of the world,
Dog might say.
I don't know what the world looks like,
I'd reply, and he'd say
that doesn't matter. Just think of
all the countries you know,
and make up shapes for them
and make up a map. So I do.
And when my dad hits my mom,
I open the box and say Dog
I don't know what to do.
And Dog says RUN. He says RUN
as fast as you can to your room
and hide before he remembers you're here.
No one else can see Dog, or even the box,
but i know he's always there
when I don't know what to do.



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