Where did you go to, are you hiding?
I wander the corridors,
With their white washed walls
Opening door after door,
Each room hollow, as a whales belly
The removal men in their white coats
Took every scrap of furniture,
With their rubber block,
And conducting jelly
Except for the bed!
Rattling metal, leather straps,
And the sweet smell of ammonia
Are you hiding under there?
Like when we played hide and seek.
Ready or not here I come,
Come out come out wherever you are.
2012 © LH
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