Birdy, Birdy, in the sky
Drop some whitewash in my eye.
But I don't weep and I don't cry.
I thank the Lord that cows don't fly!
Today we met up with a friend and his two daughters at the Zoo. At some stage during the afternoon, all three of the adults were pooped upon by birds. (GLH even took a direct hit on his head!)
The girls thought this enormously funny. Couldn't understand exactly what they said (they speak only Swiss German), but I'm pretty sure I got the gist of it. Howling with laughter and pointing is the same in any language!
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Brushing up on the nursery rhymes, I see.
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