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The Thief By Kaitlyn Christianson
He comes in the night when he is hungry. He doesn’t like cookies or crackers or Peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. What he does like is dirty socks. My brother said he saw him one night, Sneaking around the house, Searching our laundry baskets. He is a fast man and can not be Caught. He comes in, Eats a sock or two, (never the Same sock of course.) Then he Goes on his way Until the next night. |