Sparring the Shadow

I marched off that bouncy mattress and slid straight into the shadowy trench behind the sofa! Right there, blocking my path, was a towering dust bunny clinging to a stray plastic bread clip. A challenger! I squared up, stamped my wide paper feet, and delivered a swift two-piece jab. Smack! The plastic clip skittered across the baseboard, and I snatched it up before the dust even settled. That's my trophy now, wrapped right around my belt!