Quack quack
Quack, quack, when things go black.
My sister..
Quack, quack, whose got my back?
My sister..
Quack, quack, til I'm back on track..
My sister..
Quack, quack, whose got the knack?
My sister..
Quack, quack, who fills the slack?
My sister..
Quack, quack, a loving fact..
My sister..
Copyright © Nancy Kaufman | Year Posted 2024
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