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.
Friday, May 30, 2008
Catch Him Crow
Catch him, crow! Carry him, kite! Take him away till the apples are ripe.
When they are ripe and ready to fall, Here comes baby, apples and all.
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