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Mar 2019
The children danced around,
Not knowing what was coming.
The monster that was lerking.
Oh children please come in.
Come inside the house that he can’t come in,
I promise you it’s safe.
He wants you to fear him,
For you to bring you to your grave.
Don’t look right behind you,
The monsters there, don’t turn.
You let him in your house,
so now he will watch your house burn.
Phoebe johnson
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Phoebe johnson  16/F
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