A Wise Old Owl - Nursery Rhymes for Kids


A Wise Old Owl - Nursery Rhymes for Kids

Lyrics:

A wise old owl sat in an oak,
The more he heard, the less he spoke;
The less he spoke, the more he heard,
Why aren't we all like that wise old bird?

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