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It’s the summer holidays, upon Mushroom Hill
The summer house is finished, as painted new
There children as gather you can feel the thrill
Window glass polished, as to get a better view

The summer house is finished as painted new
Bright cushions all placed on the wicker chairs
Window glass polished, as to get a better view
Children fill the sills with toys and teddy bears

Bright cushions as placed on the wicker chairs
Blackbirds sitting peering from the roof eaves
Children fill the sills with toys and teddy bears
A magpie lingers to see what bits it can thieve

Blackbirds sitting peering from the roof eaves
Mums bring cakes, as freshly made lemonade
A magpie lingers to see what bits it can thieve
Fresh bread sandwiches, lovingly home made

Mums bring cakes, as freshly made lemonade
Dogs barking loud sending the cat up a height 
Fresh bread sandwiches, lovingly home made 
We’re all staying up 'till it is late into the night

Dogs barking loud sending the cat up a height
There children as gather you can feel the thrill
We’re all staying up 'till it is late into the night
It’s the summer holidays, upon Mushroom Hill

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