From Mother Goose

The North Wind Doth Blow The north wind doth blow, And we shall have snow, And what will the robin do then, Poor thing? He’ll sit in a barn, To keep himself warm, And hide his head under his wing, Poor thing.

The North Wind Doth Blow

The north wind doth blow,
And we shall have snow,
And what will the robin do then,
Poor thing?

He’ll sit in a barn,
To keep himself warm,
And hide his head under his wing,
Poor thing.

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