Johnny’s Corner

Woke up to the beeping of a garbage truck.
It rained last night, and my box got wet.
I’ve taped it so much, but the water still seeps in.
I need a new house.
Sometimes I can find a good house at the factory.
With all this recycling lately, boxes are becoming scarce.
So I make my way to the loading docks.
I see a guy there unloading a truck.
"Excuse me, do you have any empty boxes?" I inquire.
"Why, are you moving or something?" He asked.
"Yes, in a manner of speaking, I am moving." I stated.
"Sure, man, I think I can help you." He grinned.
At least this microwave box will keep my head dry...