It’s just a box, you might say,
Got one at Costco the other day.
It’s not too fancy I’ll admit
But deep inside I like to sit
With small peek holes, all down the side
It’s the perfect place to go and hide
I’m just so tiny, I can disapear,
Look, Blossoms not, but she’s a dear.
I might pop up to give a scare.
Then back inside, I’ll sit real still
It’s fun to play, a real thrill