Strange sounds in the woods tonight as the moon's beams splash the Earth and red Mars twinkles. Scratches and squawks and hurried steps are heard as a cool breeze dances by.
The leaves swoosh as moths flick at the window pane. Porch light that palls even the vibrant moon is flicked on in hope that it may also dull the curiosty of those who are black coated, soft footed and heavily clawed On the deck lies a dog with eyes closed and two ears open. Canine dozing involves breathing in the scent of those that should and should not be near; ready to give the call, a warning and a challenge so that I may sleep feeling protected.
The leaves swoosh as moths flick at the window pane. Porch light that palls even the vibrant moon is flicked on in hope that it may also dull the curiosty of those who are black coated, soft footed and heavily clawed On the deck lies a dog with eyes closed and two ears open. Canine dozing involves breathing in the scent of those that should and should not be near; ready to give the call, a warning and a challenge so that I may sleep feeling protected.
So why then can I not?
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