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I came in from the yard to get
A cup of water and Dewey was
Sat up at the table with a glass
Of milk in his hands underneath
The lightbulb that swung above
The table when I opened the door.
He looked up and the light was
On him but I couldn't see his
Face real well. I went to the
Faucet and got a glass of cold water.
I was real tired and I didn't
Look at him much but then I sat
And I looked at him and he
Drank his milk and I could
Feel he was watching me because
I was so tired. We sat that way
For minutes and it was like
His eye sockets were black because
The lightbulb was so bright
And after a while I went up to bed.