1 August 2012
Forever in this house Laid a crooked old chair Buried deep down In our houses old lair
I had been frightened Jumped out of skin It sat packed next to A rusted old tin
In that tin What I saw Was something extraordinary Another door
I put my hand in And turned small Different from Usually being tall
So I went in and I didn't care But in the corner of my eye Laid a crooked old chair
Chair • Opuss № I