Early each spring the little wren Came scolding to his nest of moss; We knew him by his peevish cry, He always sung so very cross. ... Read full text
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
7/27/2025 1:41:22 AM # 1.0.0