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2nd poem by my granddaughter Georgia Louise age 12yrs
Submitted:Mar 8, 2012 Reads: 25 Comments: 12 Likes: 6
Something creeps
Upon the night
Grab your blanket
Hold it tight
Silence yourself
Don't move a muscle
Because here it comes
All in a hustle
Whatever you think
It's already thought
Don't cry out
else you'll get caught
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