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The Night Mare
This is a poem about the way my dad taught me to deal with scarry dreams!
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The Night Mare

The night was dark, I felt all alone
My brother and sisters were not at home
I went sound asleep, snuggled in my bed
Before long monsters surrounded my head
I slipped from my bed and went to the door
I called for my dad in a low roar
What is the matter, is what he said
I had a nightmare; I can’t stay in my bed
There is nothing to fear, my sweet little girl
Feed your night mare some hay
And it will bother you no more
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