Day Care


I HAVE TO GET OUT OF HERE!
When I first got here I thought it was vacation,
Then I noticed that it's a trap.
I needed to distract the giant.
I threw the yellow quacking device.
I army-crawled for the giant door, threw my rope,
Opened the door, and the giant got me.
Held Hostage.

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