Tom slept under the tree.
Leila slept on the other side.
Briana slept under a different tree.
Davy slept on the other side.
While they slept,
A wind storm blew.
Off they all went.
Across the field.
They all knew where they were going.
They ran in different directions,
And went home,
To their shelter.
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