Sometimes little people visit me and I have to take their picture.
Sometimes I have to take it really fast or they disappear.
But sometimes they stop long enough to show me a funny face.
Sometimes they stop to study the neighbors' strange toys. Or is it the strange neighbors' toys.
But then they have to be off again.
But not before they say "hey, there's a house for sale across the street. Sure wish we would buy it."
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