A Cuckoo Bird
O bird! when you sing,
We enjoy your song
Music of sweetness does ring
In the heart of nature long.
Why don't you go and bring
Your friends here on the bough
And together with them sing
A soft melodious strain now.
Are you all not flying-singers
Who can attract any overseer
'Cause, of spring you're harbingers?
Enamoured, the overseer does the melody bear.
The mother does her child rear
While making him sleep in the pram
And says him your music to hear
In stead of showing a little ram.
Oft in noonday you break the serenity
But your soothing music helps in nap
Of those who come from the city
And tired, they surrender in nature's lap.
hmmmmmm
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