  I know a lovely dicky-bird, A cock-a-doodle-doo;— My father and my mother And my sister know it too. It struts about so gaily, And it is brave and strong; And when it crows, it is a crow, Both very loud and long. Oh, "Cock-a-doodle-doo," it crows, And cock-a-doodle won't Leave off its cock-a-doodling, When mother dear cries "Don't!" |
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