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My Neighbor

My Neighbor

By Anonymous

He was a happy & crazy old man.

The kind 0f old man who liked to play.

The man that played outside with us almost every afternoon. And after playing

would give us all kind of snacks. A man who chased my brother & I all the way to our house kitchen because we scared his cats.

But the same old man who we saw died in his drive way of a heart attack.

This poem makes me...
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