Howard the Mallard

Howard the mallard A handsome young duck Flew into a tree Got his quacker stuck Try as he might He couldn't break free His quacks for help Were muffled you see He flapped his wings And thrashed his feet A blackbird came by With a worm in his beak “Sure like to help” He mumbled quite low “But having my dinner I'm sure it must show!” Next came a rabbit Wandering by Something up high In the tree caught his eye “What's going on?” He queried the duck Who struggled to answer Of course with no luck “I'd help you, dear mallard but rabbits don't climb!” Then a stork appeared “I'll help you!” he chimed His legs were long He reached up to Howard Gave him a whack He wasn't a coward Howard came free And noticed the stork Had been carrying something A wee thing of sorts Suddenly he realized What storky was carrying A pleasant surprise A baby duck in a sling It was Howard's, new baby A duckling named Herbert After seeing this treasure Forgot about his hurt! (a repeat)