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The Prowler In The Dark

I saw a prowler in the dark
He walked out in the snow
His crown of thorns
Was clearly shown
By his interest in our house
He seems so curious
Oh, so curious
For things that are to come
If only I knew
What was in his mind
And in his heart also
Then he walked off
Without a trace
No footprints were left in the snow
“What an odd little fellow!”
I exclaimed in interest
As he walked off in the snow

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