Can't Hide

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Can’t Hide

“Like a church bell, a coffin, and a vat of melted chocolate, a supply closet is rarely a comfortable place to hide.” ― Lemony Snicket, The Blank Book

                                            

‘Twas lookin’ for a place to hide

right after one late night joyride.

But nothin’ worked.  Still in plain sight.

A bell can’t shade a bright headlight.

We knew we were in trouble ‘cause

we broke some laws.  At least, a clause

or two.  Think they will expedite

the coffins?  Damn! A bright headlight.

So Jerry tried to run.  Not me.

Was snagged by Officer McGee.

And choc or closet?  Full of spite.
Can’t hide when lit by bright headlight.

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Form: Kyrielle.  Inspired by Poetic Asides' Wednesday prompt of 'hiding.'