Clue #1:
To find where Number 2 is hid
Look under a bear that is pallid.
[This led to dd6's favorite teddy bear.]
Clue #2:
Tigers have stripes just like the
wall
By the drawer in which Clue 3 did
fall.
Clue #3:
Number 4 is not in the land down
under,
But Sydney says it is resting
beside her.
[Sydney is dd6's betta fish that she got for her birthday recently.]
Clue #4:
The globe downstairs points to the
hiding place
Of the next-to-last clue in this
clever word race.
Clue #5:
Now up, up stairs to your parents’
closet
Is a teeny-weeny present for you red-headed set.
[Oops, should have double-checked that one for grammar....]
Treasure:
[A little travel chess game that I'd been keeping for them when they got bigger. I guess they're "bigger" now.]
On a side note, I made sure that my clues rhyme. I don't think much of poetry that doesn't even try to rhyme. Rhymes simply flow better and are easier to remember, while "modern", non-rhymed poetry (esp. that created in school) seems the product of wanna-be visionaries seeking shortcuts to the imagination via awkwardly disjointed prose.