The Magic Box by Nyle

I will put my box.
The trust of my best friends.
The crazed joy of a child getting a sweet.
The passion of Romeo and Juliet’s love.

I will put in my box
The hammer of a Cyclops.
The tears of a baby seal that just about lost it’s mum in a seal mall.
The troll and it’s bridge that’s made out of gold and mold.

I will place in my box
The weirdness of my best friends
The teeth, wings, flexability and bat of a vampire
And the magic, wand and an old white beard of a grumpy old wizard called Huje

I will place in my box
The brain of Einstein
The voice of an angle and the wrongness of a parent saying “turn off that rubbish young peoples music” and they put on their old people’s rubbish music

I will make my box out of the softest feather’s from an angle’s wing
 
I will live in my box all year round!