Pebbles and leaves
and little green men.
Pieces of grass
and a broken old pen.
A yo-yo that works
and a whistle that doesn't.
Bits of really good pie
and a biscuit that wasn't.
Turned inside out
a world in a pocket,
like seeing a secret
locked up in a locket.
I trust you my friend
so I'll show you inside
the world that I know
and the things that I hide.
It's all in the pouch
of these old overalls
I'll show it to you
crumbles and all.