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Cabin In the Woods

Cabin in the woods. There is a cabin in the woods. All are broken down from stormy weather. Holes in the roof so birds can fly in and out. No door to shut the air out. Broken windows from days gone by and a few stones from those that know. Floors all dirty and boards all torn. Who own this cabin in the woods. See if it is a hunter or a slave or maybe even old Abe. The cabin in the woods may hide stories of Jessie James. Or it could bring the tail of Betsy Ross making the flag for good old George. All we know is this cabin sits here in the woods

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