The Magic Key

I fumbled in my pocket

And found a magic key.

I held it in my fingers

And then I grinned with glee.

With just this bit of metal

I’d open every door;

I could now open bank vaults

And treasure chests and more.

I went to scare my sister

My key unlocked her room.

And when she came in later

I jumped out, shouting “Boom!”

I opened up the pantry

Where Dad stores all the sweets;

My key was bringing endless

Delicious tasty treats.

There was a simple problem

A curse I’d come to rue.

My quite frenetic puppy

Quite liked the magic too.

He gobbled up my keyring

I watched it disappear.

I stared at him, frustrated.

I cried a single tear.

My magic days were over

My sneaky tricks were done.

No stolen sweets and candies

No sister-scaring fun.

‘Cos though the magic keyring

Would reappear quite quick

It would be much more smelly

The thought just made me sick!

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