Behind the borrowed house I heard a bark
The scene released a fear in me throughout
The darkness droned through sounds that lit a spark
I know not how I ever felt such doubt
And as the creature came around the bend
It glared through glass as clear to me today
I froze and fumbled for my furry friend
A cat or rat or something to dismay
But once I saw the "beast" to take my life
I found a friend whose fear of me just waned
We sat to chat to comfort our own strife
And pals became our title to sustain
The moral of this story should be clear
That fear can hinder those who hold it dear
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