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.
Thursday, September 20, 2007
Mary At The Kitchen Door
One, two, three, four, Mary at the kitchen door.
Five, six, seven, eight, Eating cherries off a plate.
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