Shall I peek into your secret box
And sniff around like a little fox
What are those bones
And these mill stones
That drags you down
And makes you frown
Shall I peek into your secret box
Oh my it has too many locks
Will I find rainbow dust
Or a witch with a fiery gust
Be it Ogre with a wicked temper
Or Prince who knows how to whimper
What’s in your secret box
Please do tell
I shan’t ring the bell
And if you tell
You won’t go to hell.
© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha
P.S. My dear WP, this is an evasive poem written in avoidance of your nosy self 😉
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What’s the most significant secret you’ve ever kept? Did the truth ever come out?
This is great. It made me laugh. Thank you
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Thank you Melinda 🙂
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If you knew it I would not be a secret anymore 🙂
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Exactly! Which is why I told WordPress that it’s written in avoidance of the question. Thank you 🙂
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🙂 Ciao Jacqueline and thanks for your post!!
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Thank you too Antonia.
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Loving the avoidance. Take that, WP!
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🙂 Yes!!
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As I always say….don’t stress have fun with it,.this picture I knew someone who had that box how funny
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I won’t mind having one too. I like your sage counsel of don’t stress and have fun 🙂
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It’s more fun to use prompts for poems. Nicely done
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Thank you Rusty 🙂
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It works esp at the evasive level. The box looks hand-crafted.. The rhymes flow nicely. Bravo!
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Thank you 🙂
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Hahaha! This is cute!
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Thanks dear 🙂
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I have a few belonging to friends but I’m still keeping them, and even more belonging to clients that I will never ever disclose.
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You are a good person and confidant 🙂
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Books and stories!
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