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A Man

I sat here alone one night and suddenly was given such a fright I looked out the window and there was a man standing there with a stare He was shoveling dirt from the ground I felt my heart start to pound Why isn't anyone seeing this guy Why can't I scream my throat is dry He looks like something from the walking dead I know if he touches me I'll feel dread At last my neighbor came through But to my shock he chose nothing to do I signaled at him across my neck witb a fake knife jJust then out their door came his wife She hollered and he walked away I felt that he would save the day This man looked at me and grinned I could tell it wasn't the first time he'd sinned He put down the shovel and mouthed words I was too scared to decifer what I heard He walked around the house to the door It opened and he came acrosas the floor Two inches from my face he did stop And asked me if I had a mop I'd like to clean up my mess Before I give you the rosebush from your aunt Bess 10/19/21

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