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The floodlight went out
   Just about two o'clock in the morning
But little did anyone know
   That the attack was about to spring.

Being asleep in their beds
   No one had realized what to think
When the sound of a clang
   Meant that there was an invasion
Right in the back yard.

The pitter-patter of little feet across the brick
   Led up to the built-in garbage can.
They worked very quick,
   Like two bandits in disguise,
To grab a bundle of goodies.

"But, I'll hold the lid up
   So that you can see.
It's so messy down there,
   For a girl like me."

"Okay, OKay, don't worry,
   I'll get the vittles."

Hanging over the edge,
   He manages to scrounge through a pile
But figured out he was stuck in a  wedge
   Against the inside wall.

He changes ges his strategic tactic just by chance,
   Side by side with his accomplice,
They looked at each other at once glance.
   They struck a gold mine of seafood delight,
And scurried away so excited
   With their catch of the night.

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