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The woodpecker pecked out a little round hole / And made him a house in the telephone pole.
One day when I watched he poked out his head, / And he had on a hood and a collar of red.
When the streams of rain pour out of the sky, / And the sparkles of lightning go flashing by,
And the big, big wheels of thunder roll, / He can snuggle back in the telephone pole.