COMICAL FOLK In a cottage in FifeLived a man and his wife Who, believe me, were comical folk;For, to peoples surprise,They both saw with their eyes, And their tongues moved wheneverthey spoke! … THE ROBIN The north wind doth blow, And we shall have snow, And what will poor robin do then, Poor thing?Hell sit in a barn,And keep himself warm,And hide his head under his wing, Poor thing!
Nursery rhymes
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