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.
Sunday, October 7, 2007
It's Raining, It's Pouring
It's raining, it's pouring, The old man is snoring.
He went to bed and bumped his head And couldn't get up in the morning.
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