The Boy Who Hid In the Pillows
He was about 4 feet tall, and boy did he love shopping and playing games at the mall.
His plans for the future were oh so bright, and he thought all his dreams come true just may be A might!
He loved to play outside were the sun was nice and bright and the grass was so green, and there was only A tad he thought that sometimes his life was somewhat mean.
You see there was only one thing that bothered this kid with such A might, and that was sometimes his parents would fight. It was usually when he went to bed at night, that sometimes his heart would beat with fright, and he would hold the pillows to his ear so tight.
His heart felt oh so sad, for now he knew his parents were so mad. His parents he knew also loved each other, for he also had A brother. But if only he knew how to fix this , oh if only nothing would go a,miss! He would tell his little head, that when he grew up surely his children would not hear this in bed! Finally when everything was nice and quiet, he got out of his bed so soft, and kneeled and prayed to God that this please not happen as of oft!
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