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E. T. Come Home

We could not find him
Had he gotten out?
We checked all the rooms,
He was nowhere about.

We called and called him.
Rechecked all the rooms,
Was he in the house?
There in the guest bedroom

In with his stuffed friends
Looking like a gnome
And like one of them
I thought, E.T. come home.

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