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|There Was a Little House|
By a random John
May. 13th, 2008 at 4:49 pm
There was a little house in the middle of the wood,
a little old man by the window stood.
He saw a little rabbit hopping by,
knocking at his door.
“Help me! Help me! Help me!” he said,
“Or the hunter will shoot me dead.”
“Come little rabbit, come with me.
Happy we will be.”