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Duck

Duck

If you saw a slimy worm
You might say, “oh yuck!”
But to me,
They’re so tasty,
From the mud, I’ll dig and pluck!

But I will quack, if I look back,
And see foxes run amuck
Then I’ll fly,
While they’ll ask why,
Without wings, on ground, they’re stuck!

For if you see this pretty bird
I tell you, you’re in luck!
On land or sea,
No bird’s like me,
The flapping, quacking, duck!

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