Ode To My Poster Holder

I love my poster holder. As loud as a mega phone, as useful as a Swiss army knife, and as hard as an iron wood tree.

It looks like a nice summers day on the beach and as colourful as a parrot and as long and rounded as a cylinder. My poster holder reminds me of France and Ireland because I got most of the posters that were in it from these places. My poster holder is special to me because it kept all my good posters safe. I’m not really allowed to take the posters out because they’re so precious.