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FOUR WALLS
There was no fence in Teddy’s dream,
A roof, some windows, a TV screen,
A door of course,
And bricks cemented together with force,
But no fence,
To keep out all the scene,
A lamppost in the distance,
A park filled up with oak trees,
It was night-time,
So no dogs barking or children laughing,
No fathers rushing to work,
No mothers with key troubles in their purse,
Or howling wind or crunching gravel,
Any sound, no, just silence,
Until a chirp was heard,
And with that arose a warm hew,
A calm glowing blue,
Teddy realised what the bird,
Wanted him to do.
Within a drawn box, where are you?
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