Cuckoo, cuckoo, what do you do?
In April I open my mail,
In May I sing all day.
In June I change my tune,
In July I prepare to fly,
In August away I must
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
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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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