the locks are old and weak;
and suspended in mid-air beside them
and the keys to many other locks on
a large gold ring.
the jailer is eating a sandwich. O!
What shall we do with the jailer
and his sandwich?
It is an exceedingly large meal for one person.
This could take a while –
let this poem eat your time.
Power Rangers lunchbox,
bright red plastic
holds no sandwich now.
The red box for breadcrumbs
much like this one.