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let’s
make
a nest...
let’s
make
a nest...
and then she plucked soft downy feathers from her breast to keep the eggs warm
and then she plucked soft downy feathers from her breast to keep the eggs warm
from the waxing to the waning of the moon she sat...
from the waxing to the waning of the moon she sat...
from sunrise to sunrise...
from sunrise to sunrise...
spring was dancing all around
spring was dancing all around
still she sat
on her one
big egg
still she sat
on her one
big egg
she stands staring at the moon and wondering at the ways of the world
she stands staring at the moon and wondering at the ways of the world
how cold it is
I don’t know where I am
how cold it is
I don’t know where I am
I don’t know where I am going
I don’t know where I am going
a cottage so tumbledown it did not know which way to tumble
a cottage so tumbledown it did not know which way to tumble
come here little duck
come cosy in by the fire
come here little duck
come cosy in by the fire
and my mother swims into the slick
she leads all her children into the oil
and my mother swims into the slick
she leads all her children into the oil
I will not go
I will not go
I found a different path...
I found a different path...