A gift box,

Shining and glowing,

Rimmed with colored dust,

Made with finesse,

Is sitting  on the table,

Projecting its surreal beauty,

The variegated stripes on its cover,

 tried to add value,

To the gift sitting inside the box,

The magnificent  box increased the curiosity,

What might be inside?

With fervor, it was opened,

And there were a few rotten apples,

Degrading the inside of the box,

Reducing the entire value,

To zero…


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