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The Man Next Door

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I got this idea when I went to the Renaissance festival. I got this house that was made out of clay, it made me wonder about who lived there. That is how I came up with this poem. Also I will still be writing fan fic and shot stories and poems! Stay...

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The Man Next Door

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oleh HarriPOtterb0ss

oleh HarriPOtterb0ss

I know I will forever know him,

Although I won't see him,

They tell me seeing is believing,

But will I ever know?

I can call him what I want to,

Figaro, Bob, Joe,

But I will never know his full name,

I can wonder though.

He lives right beside me,

Near my throne of cotton and silk.

If he ever comes out to play,

I will not pay attention,

My imagination can be reality,

Or it can be completely wrong.

If I don't pay attention,

He can be perfect,

With long flowing hair,

And the greatest facial features.

This is why the man next door,

Will always be a mystery.