See the Sky Swinging Duck
There is a sky swinging duck in the sky, in the sky.
He is pumping his feet bye and bye, bye and bye.
I see him up there, oh so high, oh, so high!
The altitude makes my eyes cry, cry, cry, cry.
How did the swinging duck get up there so high?
See him way way way up there, in the pretty sky?
He looks eager to jump, but if he did, he might die!
I am scared to watch this sky swinging duck. This is no lie!
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2022
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