The Cuckoo'S A Vine Bird, A Zengs As A Vlies; A Brengs Us Good Tidins, And Tells Us No Lies; A Zucks Th' Smael Birds' Eggs, To Make His Voice Clear; And The Mwore A Cries "Cuckoo!" The Zummer Draws Near.
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