A Watchman's Spyglass

I set out from me gleaming flagship toward the murky depths under the sofa fringe to forage for fresh navigational gear. Halfway beneath the dust ruffle, me boot struck something smooth and cylindrical—a clear plastic pen cap with a sturdy pocket clip! I scooped up the hollow tube, hoisted it to me right eye, and peered through the transparent plastic barrel. The distant coffee table legs suddenly looked like giant sea pillars looming through the mist. I hooked the clip right onto the side of me purple sash, securing me first true handheld spyglass for the open carpet waters!