Poem: "I'll be there right away"

I’ll be there right away—
says the rocking horse.


xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxWait a minute—
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxsays the clock.


Not so loud—
says the tin whistle.


xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxThis way—
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxsays the mirror.


In here—
says the keyhole.


xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxThe bed, busy with blankets,
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxsays nothing.

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