FRENCH NURSERY RHYMES.
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Frick, frack, frock,
It's his spur[1] passing;
Click, clack, clock,
It's the rooster Tick-tock,
Flick, flack, flock,
It's the little rooster.
QUIBUS, QUABUS.
Quibus, quabus!
Who is that chuckling?[2]
It's the hen and her chicks,
Who have neither socks nor shoes;
Mr Duck and Mrs Goose,
Who never want to walk straight.
They come from far away, come on!
From by the sea of beetles,[3]
Where they found nothing to devour[4]
Except for crumbly cheese.
Ah! Give them quickly, for they are hungry,
Give them quickly a crust of bread.
Mr Rooster, in a brave tone,
Already cries out: Cock-a-doodle-doo!