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| This wall goes all the way 'round town, five feet high. Built it with me own two hands, brick by brick. But do they call me McGregor the Wall-builder? No! | |
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| And the dock out by the lake. Thirty feel long, it is. I built it board by board, cutting down the trees, sawing them into planks. Do they call me McGregor the Dock-builder? No! | |
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