A LITTLE cock-sparrow sat on a tree,Looking as happy as happy could be;A little boy came with his wee bow and arrow;Said he, I will shoot the little cock-sparrow. His body will make me a nice little stew;And his giblets will makeme a little pie too. Oh, no! said the sparrow, I wont make a stew;So…
Nursery rhymes
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