A ROBIN HIDES ITS WINGS BUT NOT ITS SONG
Tag: Robin
ROBIN ROBIN
Robin Robin on a tree Will you stop and sing for me Not of Jackdaw or of Crow But the little tune we know
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I met a Robin
I met a Robin On my walk through the Green wood The bird taking me from his front door To the outskirts of his territory Then wishing me God speed.
