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Mr. Thompson won’t leave me alone.
He always appears to be there, everywhere I go.
When I dove in the ocean, I thought he would drown.
But oh, no.
Mr. Thompson can swim very well.
Maybe, I thought, he is afraid of the dark.
So I turned off the lights and hid under my blankets,
But of course, Mr. Thompson can see perfectly in a pitch black room.
Then, I had another idea.
Maybe he is not fit, I said to myself.
Maybe he cannot exercise very much.
So I ran and I ran around and around,
Through thorny thickets and over hills and through valleys-
But Mr. Thompson seemed to be by my side the whole time.
I began to think there was no escape.
But I had a final thought
Maybe he cannot act well?
So I put on a show.
I smiled and laughed and said my lines perfectly,
But of course,
Mr. Thompson had the leading role.
I guess I’ll have to move him by force.