One, two, three…
It will be
Hide and seek.
Please don’t peep.
Two, three, four…
Looking for
That secure
Wardrobe door.
Three, four, five…
I hope I’ve
Found a fine
Place to hide.
Four, five, six...
Will my tricks
Keep me hid
For a bit?
Five, six, seven…
I’m so clever:
Here for ever;
It is heaven.
Six, seven, eight…
Getting late:
How I hate
This long wait.
Seven, eight, nine…
It is time
Me to find;
I don’t mind.
Eight, nine, ten…
It’s the end.
Now, my friend:
Start again.
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