Upon my captivity,
I changed the locks
and hid my keys.
Somewhere safe___
To make sure I would
keep my freedom that's
what I did.
And now the jailers
are all gone.
It has been so long ago.
Let's see, where did I put
those keys?
I can't figure it out to save
my life. When will I ever
be free? I guess when I
find those keys.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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