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My Hideaway

Come into my hide-away I sure wish you could It is a log cabin Far in the woods It has three little windows And one Dutch door Also a trap door Inside on the floor When I go to my grandma's It's my own secret place It once was my mother's And also her brother's When they were the same age as me.

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