My Guardians
The door closed and the house went dark,
But then my mind lost track and I couldn't have that,
And then the garage door started to stutter and bark,
But then I yelled from the top of my lungs,
“Goodbye my friends” and then I put on a hat.
My friends are amazing they make dinner for me,
And they also care about my ashy knees.
One time it was just me and the house,
While they were out enjoying a meal,
While I was in a storm with a mouse,
Once they got home their lips were sealed.
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