One, two, three, four,
Mary at the kitchen door.
Five, six, seven, eight,
Eating cherries off a plate.
Thursday, September 20, 2007
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When I was just a little one, these are the nursery rhymes and songs my daddy and mummy sang to me. Now that I have little ones of my own, I will sing the same to them.
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