Author Anonymous Cuckoo, cuckoo, What do you do? In April, I open my bill; In May, I sing night and day; In June, I change my tune; In July, Away I fly; In August, Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 Average: 2 (4 votes) Rate Log in or register to post comments