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I'm waiting here within my hole
Hiding from that big black mole
While up above me I have heard
the pecking of that damn blackbird

At night, to get some peace, I try
and then that hedgehog scurries by
I squirm away beneath a log
and bump into a big green frog

It's no wonder I'm afraid
of people digging with a spade
They never notice that I'm there
It really isn't very fair

With all these hazards to avoid
it's no wonder that I'm paranoid
The whole damn world seems to be
wanting to make a meal of me

Well, I have had about enough
It's time for me to cut up rough
Time for me to make a stand
and take this matter into hand

So in my hole I turn round
and burrow back into the ground
I burrow up and then I see
the blackbird's got his back to me

He's completely unaware
of the fact that I am there
So very quietly up I come 
and bite the bugger on the bum

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