The Key to my House (is inside of my house)

I closed the door upon my leaving

so no one would wonder in

if only I didn't fear being burgled

by other nerdy, white men.

The door was locked and

I walked away

to use the computers at school

O, was I ever a fool.

The instance to leave and

go home to my nest

was at hand so off

I went on my quest

I thought that the key was inside my pants

but in that I was surely proved wrong

inside the house was the

key to my house

and there it had been all along

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Another lovely poem, and day, mangled by yours truely.