Late at Night
Late at night
I heard a sound
When I came around
I saw the light
With a big fright
Without making a sound
I climbed out
Into the dark night
I hid in the bushes
Couple minutes later
Came three men
And broke into my house
I don't remember what happened
Because I fell asleep
But I'm glad that I climbed out
If I didn't, I would have been dead!
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