Nursery Rhyme. CCCCXCV. Natural History.
The cuckoo's a fine bird, He sings as he flies; He brings us good tidings, He tells us no lies. He sucks little birds' eggs, To make his voice clear; And when he sings "cuckoo!" The summer is near.
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