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Someone Came Knocking

Someone Came Knocking
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Someone came knocking
At my wee, small door;
Someone came knocking
I’m sure-sure-sure.

I listened, I opened,
I looked to left and right,
But there was nothing stirring
In the still dark night.

Only the busy beetle
Tap-tapping in the wall,
Only from the forest
The screech-owl’s call.

Only the cricket whistling
While the dewdrops fall,
So I know not who came knocking,
At all, at all, at all.

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