My Qucking Duck
My Qucking Duck
My little duck goes
quck, quck, quck,
He can’t pronounce his aaaa s,
So I sent him to speech therapy
For three continuous days.
When he came back he said,
quack, quack,
So he could join the other ducks,
His feathery friends now
understand him
With no more quck, quck, qucks.
Copyright © John Williams | Year Posted 2016
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