We all know about
the wardrobe…
–with lions, kids, and witches–
but less is known,
about the zone,
that houses other stitches,
I posit
closet
leads to Odds,
as End to wardrobe glitches
–no slippers needed
just a beaded–
bag of silver fishes.
Since land of Odds
conceals the paws,
attached to noisome Wall’Rust…
a beastly mold,
on clothes of old,
and dampness
turned to crust
–this Wall’Rust sentry
bars all entry–
unless you fill his guts…
with silver fishes,
brought in dishes,
–Wall’Rust likes such fuss.
In land of garments,
other varmints,
await your visit, too–
not as rare
as tardy hare
are Dusty Bunnies—who
down from garret
beg for care, it
asks a lot of you,
so grab a towel,
to swab the dowel,
and floor to ceiling, too.
Or drop the cloth
and bring a
>Moth<
since winged bugs
have Balls…
they’ll clear your path,
to Odds and back,
and double-check your halls
–where overcoats
hide other roads–
that stretch beyond the Wall
of closet
’cause it
smart to swap
the outer, underall.
by Me
prompt: closet
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