When my friend Rosey downsized to a smaller apartment, her vast collection of bits and pieces didn’t fit, so many of them ended up storage, or prison as she calls it! She visits them now and again so they don’t feel unloved.
When she went the other day, most of the lights weren’t working. As she felt her way past Cell 16 she had the fright of her life. Through the gloom, she thought she saw a huge gaping mouthful of ugly gappy teeth!
She screamed, and the lights flickered into life. Then she giggled. It was a piano!
Thanks to Rochelle for hosting and to J Hardy Carroll for the picture.
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