Ducky
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Quack quack Quack quack Quack quack quack quack Little ducky on the pond Fell in love with a swan He thought to himself, "My, my what a dish" Was scared, it hurt so bad He'd actually bob for a fish He quivered and he shook Every time she swam near He'd get to start to feeling queasy As he ran for fear Singing Quack quack Quack quack Quack quack quack quack After a month, he decided It's been happening too long It was about time he approached the swan He asked himself Now where could he get to be? When he stumbled upon some eggs That a frog had laid So he thought of Mr. Frog Who would know much better Travel to the frog And he would tell him how to get her Let me tell you about Mr. Frog from the bog Fanny's all tired from sitting on a log He watches all the women While rooting and a'winking God only knows what he's been thinking Singing Ribbit ribbit Ribbit ribbit Ribbit ribbit ribbit ribbit After talking with the frog He went out looking for his love When he finally found her She was lying up above By the time she came down It was the middle of the night The duck already fell asleep By the pale moonlight Snoring Quack quack Quack quack Quack quack quack quack Woke up the next morning Realizing he had fell It took more work than he thought it would entail He decided he would need some more advice The frog's advice alone couldn't possibly suffice So he went to the fish He was the smartest of them all He said, "this one will be my lady Come the first day of the fall" So he'd better make it quick Cause he was looking for romance Fortunately for him, there would be a big dance And the fish talked of love That's when he should make his move If he could get his courage up She surely would approve Singing Bloop bloop Bloop bloop Bloop bloop bloop bloop And tonight was the night Of the pond's annual ball Everyone else was dancing While he sulked by the waterfall Where was his beauty? She was nowhere to be found Had she flown away? Or perhaps even drowned? But then the duck saw the swan by the fall Her feathers were lit up Lit by the stars He paddled towards her This was finally his chance He thought he could ask her for a dance But all he could say was Quack quack Quack quack Quack quack quack quack |