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The Home
First they dug a great big hole, as deep
as it should be,
Then they put the cellar in, which
looked so quaint to me.
Next they built the bottom of that
funny little house,
Which grew up like a giant from
a tiny little mouse.
Soon it grew taller and it finally
reached its height
Covered over with the roof that
sprang up overnight
Last came the finishing job, a touch
here and there,
From which emerged a bungalow,
sweet and rare,
Then came three people, happy and
bright.
To live in the house that sprang
up overnight.
These same people, who make
up this poem
Happily changed this little house
into a lovely home.
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