Why the cockerel crows
The cockerel sat proudly on the spire
Atop the rusty weather vane
A gust of wind it blew him off
So he'd never feel that pain again
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The cockerel sat proudly on the spire
Atop the rusty weather vane
A gust of wind it blew him off
So he'd never feel that pain again
Bạn đang đọc truyện trên: AzTruyen.Top