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The community stirred, When a break-in occurred, At the house by the old clock tower The thief fled the scene, Having picked the place clean, In just under half of an hour Jumping Jack lost His strange wind-up box And wore an expression sour, The Little Boy Blue Lost his little toys too Which he'd hidden beneath the shower Each room was left scant, Purloined of house plants, The wiring sapped of its power So heed my advice, Check all your locks twice, Or once every half an hour S.R. May 13, 2019
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Mar 31, 2020
Mar 31, 2020 at 5:03 PM UTC
The Break-in
The community stirred, When a break-in occurred, At the house by the old clock tower The thief fled the scene, Having picked the place clean, In just under half of an hour Jumping Jack lost His strange wind-up box And wore an expression sour, The Little Boy Blue Lost his little toys too Which he'd hidden beneath the shower Each room was left scant, Purloined of house plants, The wiring sapped of its power So heed my advice, Check all your locks twice, Or once every half an hour S.R. May 13, 2019
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Mar 31, 2020
Mar 31, 2020 at 5:03 PM UTC
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