The Rue. The Rooster.
When you awake at half-past-two,
And hear a "Cock-a-doodle-doo,"
No argument need then ensue,
It is the Rooster, not the Rue,
Which never thus disturbs our dreams,
With ruthless rude nocturnal screams.
When you awake at half-past-two,
And hear a "Cock-a-doodle-doo,"
No argument need then ensue,
It is the Rooster, not the Rue,
Which never thus disturbs our dreams,
With ruthless rude nocturnal screams.