In a great big wood in a great big
tree,
There's the nicest little house
that could possibly be.
There's a tiny little knocker on the tiny little door,
And a tiny little carpet on the
tiny little floor.
There's a tiny little table, and a tiny little bed,
And a tiny little pillow for a
tiny weeny head;
A tiny little blanket, and a tiny little sheet,
And a tiny water bottle (hot) for
tiny little feet.
A tiny little eiderdown; a tiny little chair;
And a tiny little kettle for the
owner (when he's there.)
In a tiny little larder there's a tiny thermos bottle
For a tiny little greedy man who
knows the Woods Of Pottle
There's a tiny little peg for a tiny little hat
And a tiny little dog and a tiny
little cat.
If you've got a little house
And you keep it spic and span,
Perhaps there'll come to live in it
A tiny little man.
You may not ever see him,
(He is extremely shy):
But if you find a crumpled sheet -
Or pins upon the window seat -
Or see the marks of tiny feet -
You'll know the reason why.
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