The cuckoo's the crookedest, wickedest bird,
His song has two notes but only one word.
He says to the linnet: Your eggs look so ill!
Now I am the doctor, and here is my pill."
Within that pill, the cuckoo-child
Crouches hidden, wicked and wild.
He bursts his shell, and with weightlifter's legs
He flings from the nest the linnet's eggs.
Then bawls to the linnet: "Look at me, Mam!
How quickly I've grown, and how hungry I am!"
She thinks he is hers, she is silly with joy.
She wears herself bare for the horrible boy.
Till one day he burps with a pitiless laugh,
"I've had enough of this awful caf.
And away he whirls, to Cuckooland,
And leaves her to weep with a worm in her hand.