what she has

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