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Oh So Scared
I really hate the dark
I run fast past the park
Creepy monsters lurk under the bed
I gave him a special name 'Fred'
Scary things lurk out in the dark
Even that little Chihuahua's bark
The winds' whistle chills me to the bone
I am almost afraid to answer the phone
When scary stories are told I run and hide
And hate the thought of a dark cloud surrounded tide
The boogie monster is a childs worst nightmare
Carlos McBooger adds a little more flare
To this day I am still afraid of the dark
And hate the sound of that little bitty bark.
poem
by
Kilee Burton
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