Treasure or Trouble?
This a imaginative and ORIGINAL work
Here is a little rhyme:
Four wild kids, one brave mum,
Hit the market, chewing gum.
Found a couch beneath a tree
Yellow, weird, and totally free.
They dragged it home with grins so wide,
But whoa! the sofa’s cursed inside!
Chairs tap-danced, spoons took flight,
Curtains hissed and growled at night.
They brought home a sofa big, bold, and bright,
Unaware it would spark such a magical fright.
The cats in the frames stole cookies with skill,
Then leapt from their frames, no longer still!
Every squabble made it twitch,
Every kick turned on a switch.
The toddler’s doodles? Oh, they took form
A cookie plate! A milk bottle in storm!
A lion roared loud, pawing out of its frame,
While a wave made a splash, escaping the same!
A girl reading Jane Eyre gave a startled scream,
She looked up at last and saw the whole scene!
The two kids one pirate, one treasure-seeker,
Snatched at a map, ancient, wrinkled, and old.
Their bickering boomed and tentacles snapped!
And the house grew wilder, too bold to hold!
Now the rooms are alive, the rules erased,
The hallway’s a jungle, the fridge just paced.
Can this mad little family bring back the calm?
Or will the sofa now rule like a tyrant with charm?
One couch to curse them, one spell to break
Or they’ll all be toast… by the toaster’s quake.
Storyline by Laxmi Prasad
