Today, referring to the line "...and down came a black bird and pecked off her nose", after singing Sing A Song Of Sixpence, I asked mummy...
Me: Why did the bird do that?
Mummy: Do what?
Me: Peck the nose.
Mummy: The bird is naughty lor... Naughty like you.
Me: No, I didn't peck the nose. I don't have a beak!
Mummy: Hahahaha! (Yeah, you're right!)
Mummy did not even mention that the bird has pecked the maid's nose with its beak. What a correct imagination I have!
Haha..so smart. :)
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