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TO THE CUCKOO by ANONYMOUS

First Line: "CUCKOO, CUCKOO, WHAT DO YOU DO?"
Last Line: IN AUGUST AWAY I MUST
CUCKOO, cuckoo, what do you do?
In April I open my bill;
In May I sing all day;
In June I change my tune;
In July away I fly;
In August away I must.





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