There was a girl with a red jacket
She lived next to me,
One day she told me a story
About a magic box,
She woke up to a bang
And found a small crate
Full of amazing new color pencils.
She sat with paper
And drew a wonderful tree house
She looked up and saw
How it slowly grew off the sheet,
She climbed the fort
And drew a large gorgeous garden
That fill her room.
The girl continued with dice and dolls
Decorating the house,
But after hours the color turned gray
And her smile was a frown,
Monsters started climbing up the ladder
To her tree house
The red jacketed girl was trapped inside.
An eraser in hand
She abolished the goblins and imp
She looked at the box
Tossed the color pencils in the garbage,
Thought of the doodles
And decided, wile standing in a messy room
Normal pencils will do.
