298 MOTHER GOOSES NURSERY RHYMES.
Old woman, old woman, shall we go a-shearing ?
Speak a little louder, sir, I am very thick o’ hearing.
Old woman, old woman, shall I kiss you dearly ?
Thank you, kind sir, I hear very clearly.
The Cuckoo’s a bonny bird,
She sings as she flies,
She brings us good tidings,
And tells us no lies.
She sucks little birds’ eggs,
To make her voice clear,
And never cries " Cuckoo!”
Till spring-time of the year.