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Repetition Poem

March 2, 2016
By TrippleZero SILVER, Waffle Town, Minnesota
TrippleZero SILVER, Waffle Town, Minnesota
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I walked up to the scary house
Quickly I opened the door
The walls were cherry red
There were four creepy paintings

I walked up the dark stairs
I had a very strange chill
There was a pair of boots
I have the skill to not be scared

Something bad is going to happen
A man came out of A room
He said his name was Brad
Then we heard a boom


The author's comments:

Its my first poem


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