Little Fanny McFluff was of eight years and so very bright
She’d take a book and flashlight and read through the night
She would awaken when the sun kissed her high on the brow
And smile for her mother when told to milk the cow
Her chores were done early, each day, before school
She would run for her bus and obey every rule
Her lighthearted ways brought smiles to the town
As little Fanny McFluff would never own a frown
It was a warm summer day, though, that she was out and around
She caught a glimpse of a rabbit and she made not a sound
She hoped to then follow, to see where it would go
But was in for a surprise when she had falllen down its hole
So big and so ample, its home seemed to be
The rabbit turned around, surprised then to see
A person, no a girl, had entered its lair
So quickly it hopped and got out of there
Fanny, she liked this place that she had found
Alone, in this hole, below solid ground
She swore, with a flashlight, at night she’d come back
With decorations galore, packed in a sack
She prettied it up, with an old rug on the floor
She brought in some dolls and still had much more
Though she could not stand, she stayed on her knees
She made it so pretty, minding not the tight squeeze
Each day she’d return, with a warm smile on her face
As she knew it was hers, it was her secret place
She’d read and she’d sing, she’d write and she’d play
She’d be in that place almost every summer day
Sadly, one day a storm had come as a surprise
Where water filled the hole and boy did it rise
Because Fanny had her time, upset she was not
She was ever so grateful for the time that she got
Fanny kept that place in her mind and forever in her heart
The memories will live on and forever be a part
Often many days after, she would sit and recall
How there in that place she would have such a ball
So, Fanny to herself, locked her secret away
She unlocked it fondly, almost once every day
It seems that a secret place was not hard to find
Fanny McFluff kept her secret place, there, in her mind