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Rumm-dumm-dum-dum
Rumm-dumm-dum-dum
Rumm-dumm-dum-dum
"The drums, the drums in the deep!
Rise and shine, no more sleep!"
Tom turned to Gildor. "I can sing them away if they come closer and you have keen eyes and ears. Let's go and scout a little!"
"Wakey-wakey-wakey!
These drums are no fakies!"
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Upon the hearth the fire is red
Beneath the roof there is a bed;
But not yet weary are our feet...
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