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The night has now come. It is dark in the wood, And Larry is warm In his bed feeling good. |
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But at night sometimes Larry Begins looking around, Wondering what might Be prowling the ground. |
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A dog could be sneaking And sniffing for food. Dogs like to chase squirrels Then eat them. How rude! |
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But Larry is safe. He is high up above. So tonight he will sleep As Mommy kisses in love. |
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