I have something, that no longer belongs to me.
in fact, it doesn't belong to anybody.
I have decided, I will send it back to him,
and let him have it.
Even thought it's my favorite something.
I gently kick it off my bed.
Surprised, it made a tiny bubbled scream,
but did not look back at me.
Just breathing its tiny breath,
wondering what is for lunch.
I wrote the address on the fishtank,
and arrived post office right before five-thirty.
"Does your package contains hazardous materials
and or wildlife animals?" asked the nice lady,
Yes. Absolutely.