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torsdag, april 30, 2009

Summer is a cumin in


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  1. Summer is icumen in, loudly sing cuckoo. Grows the seed and blows the mead, and springs the wood anew. Sing, cuckoo! Ewe bleats harshly after lamb, cows after calves make moo.

    SvaraRadera
  2. Bullock stamps and deer champs
    Now shrilly sing Cuckoo ...
    ... Cuckoo ... Cuckoo.
    Wild bird are you! Be never still Cuckoo!

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