The queen of hearts She made some tarts, All on a summer's day
The knave of Hearts He stole those tarts And with them ran away:
The king of hearts Call'd for those tarts, And beat the knave full
sore; The knave of hearts Brought back those tarts And said he'll
ne'er steal more.
Oh that knave of hearts, it turns out he lied because he is at
it again. He stole all my holiday knick knacks and hid them
somewhere. Won't you help me by finding my holiday items.
I would classify this as a large cache but the opening isn't overly
big so I am saying it is a regular.