He danced in the street

The Writing Hut

One day in the summer heat,
When the flies were buzzing
And the honey was sweet
A little boy danced on the street

Little did he know
That behind his neighbors door
Sat a lonely man
With a plan

The dance took him far
He danced like that one tv star
But he danced too far

When he stepped near the neighbors door
He heard a creak and then a roar
The door opened
And the boy, the boy as no more.

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