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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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