The Magic Box

I will put in the box

One of my glistening, golden soccer trophies,

My bright orange scooter, which I ride everyday,

Maybe a hairball from my spotty dog Pebbles or my loving cat Twiggy.

I will put in the box

A sparkly star from my Nana to guide me each day,

A star of soccer skills,

And a winning lotto ticket.

I will put in the box

Three country chants spoken in different in three different languages,

The last pump of a soccer ball to fill it up,

And a baby's first steps

I will put in the box

A last wrinkle from my Grandma

An evil superhero

And a candy cane on a lollipop stick, dripping a sweet sugary flavour

My box has a handle made of golden titanium,

With a Titan guarding it.

Its outside is coated with a thick layer of black paint

And to top the lot, there are flames with ice to make it an extra protective layer.

I shall play footy inside my box,

Sliding in the mud,

And ending up in a soccer world cup

With the whole world gearing at me.