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Jan 31
In the middle of the night
An owl hoots
In the middle of the night
The bat eats fruits
In the middle of the night
The squirrel hides his nuts
In the middle of the night
the foxes are out no doubt
In the middle of the night
The badger returns
In the middle of the night
The pheasants are in the ferns
In the middle of the night
It’s dark and cold
In the middle of the night
A great big warm duvet I hold
Good night!
Theresa Hartley-Mace
Written by
Theresa Hartley-Mace  65/F/Calverton
(65/F/Calverton)   
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