, tra-la, twittery-twee! A LATE SPRING. Thats hoarse. Now while I try again You keep your eye on the window-pane,And if you see something there, sunny and red,You may know tis the little girl Gold Locks head. Cheer-ee, cheer-ee, Bubble, cheer-ee! First Bluebird. I see her, twittery-twee!She is…
Children's poetry · Picture books for children
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