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[ in the Summer Courtyard, Tyki is sitting on her knees on a picnic blanket. She has an infant laid out on a baby blanket in front of her, his little hands between her fingers as she sings a popular French-Canadian nursery song, guiding the child's hands to each mentioned body part. ]
Aloutte, gentille alouette, alouette, je te plumerai...je te plumerai l' oreilles, je te plumerai l' oreilles, et l' oreilles...et les yeux...et le nez...et la tete...alouette, oooh...
[ she stops before the next verse, smiling as the baby laughs. ] Think it's funny, do you?
Aloutte, gentille alouette, alouette, je te plumerai...je te plumerai l' oreilles, je te plumerai l' oreilles, et l' oreilles...et les yeux...et le nez...et la tete...alouette, oooh...
[ she stops before the next verse, smiling as the baby laughs. ] Think it's funny, do you?