she has one devil horn
and one angel wing
she has one unicorn
mane knit into a string
she has one slice of bread
and one jar of peanut butter
she has one cigarette
and one cigar cutter
she has one mermaid gill
and one bluish ring of zinc
she has one phoenix quill
and one vial of blue-blood ink
she has one bar of soap
and one surgeon's snare
she has one ray of hope
and one cloud of despair
she has one sod of peat
with the footprint of a boot on
she has one tiny sheet
from a swedish faerie's futon
she has one small wooden casket
where all of these reside
she has one unending task it
is to never look inside
