I wish I may,
I Wish I might,
Find out what is hiding in that box tonight.
That lovely box with its pretty bow,
And fancy paper,
Brings a glow of delight to my eyes.
So big and tall,
Full of promise,
I know that a delicious bone for me must hide.
Oh please say that it is,
Oh please tell me it is true,
That this lovely box,
This unexpected gem of yummy surprise,
Holds a bone for me tonight.
A poem by Katherine Breanne Parilli