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One day I ran over,

To play with Jack.

I looked in his front yard,
And I looked in the back.

I peeked through his window,
To see if he was there.

But I didn’t see him,
Not even one little hair.

Their cow was also missing.
That just didn’t seem right.

The cow was always there,
Every day, and every night.

So there I was, with nothing to do.
Has that ever happened to you?

I didn’t know what to
Do without Jack.

I even thought about waiting
At his house until he got back.

But, I ran back to my house.
I lived just up the hill.

I ran really fast,
I just couldn’t keep still.

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