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- The moving van was outside his gate
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- That crate looks suspicious although it is bound Up by rope
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- Up high I could leap and land right beside That crate
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- He found a sharp rock and he carefully chiselled
The Adventures of Leo continue.
Part 1
Leo ventured out onto the street corner
He wasn’t too far from the bleachers
After all he was known as the Great Explorer
And he puzzled about old Smith’s procedures.
The moving van was outside his gate
And orange-suited men walked in and out
Carrying boxes, lamp shades and even a crate
He’d not seen before in Smith’s house.
After all, old Smith and that daughter of his
Were regular customers in his business
Surely if things were going to be found
That crate would have been home to great wealth.
“I must see for myself,” said Leo out loud.
“I must see just what is inside her.
That crate looks suspicious although it is bound
Up by rope I need to get up and untie her.”
“It seems that old Smith must be moving away
Those men just keep on a-coming
It won’t take much to get on the driveway
I might have to move by my jumping
Up high I could leap and land right beside
That crate that keeps beckoning me forward
And even if I miss I could easily slide
It just might be a little bit awkward.”
“Oh there is my Cleo and who’s that up with her?
Why Sergeant Todd must have come by to see us.
He would pick today when it’s vital I transfer
Myself to check out all the fuss.”
“That crate is mysterious, it has to be looked
at by me who is known as the expert
I hate to be guilty I might have overlooked
I could be up and back before she serves up the dessert.”
The Allied orange-suits keep up the good work
Of transferring boxes, the stands and are those plates?
The books and the pots and the pans and the artwork.
“I’ve got to get up and check out that crate.”
Leo quietly walked around the big wheels on the back
Of the truck that was housing the crate
“Hmmm, it smells like there might even be a nice snack.”
Up he leapt and tumbled into the freight.
He found a sharp rock and he carefully chiselled
At the rope that was so neatly bound
The writing on the crate was so carefully initialled
By old Smith who’d addressed it to the town
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