An Elate Guile

Today someone was playing hide and seek. As it all smelled so reek. I couldn’t find my bag-pack, Oh My Gosh! A Diary was wearing it as a Mackintosh. It was looking very delighted. “Oh!” it said, “Master you’re being too shortsighted”. I peeped inside, it was weird very, Because ‘that someone’ has done forgery. … Continue reading An Elate Guile