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Mysterous Night

Mysterous night and I don't have time to think about it all This all the time. I am starting to remember I was scared and Ready for bed. When a knock I heard at My front door. I was alone with no one around. So I sat quietly And tried not to make a sound But then I heard a voice It was a man who could this be This late at night Oh God help me. He was on foot no car I seen. My heart was racing ever so fast As the man yelled out Hey any body home I've run out of gas. I dare not make a peep As I sat still in my seat. Thank God I heard him leave What a mysterious night this turned out

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