Sitting ducks
The ducks are sitting, sitting,
Ripe for the plucking, the plucking,
Oh what time to be living, living,
When the ducks are all sitting, sitting,
With every one a trusting, a trusting,
That Johnny has stopped thieving, stopped thieving,
That Mary has stopped defrauding, stopped defrauding,
And Paul is no longer a gambling, a gambling.
Oh when will we see more ducks stop sitting, sitting,
And for less start standing, standing,
So, Johnny will stop a thieving, stop a thieving,
So, Mary will no longer be defrauding, defrauding,
And Paul no longer a gambling, a gambling,
For my story to have a happy ending,
For my story to have a happy ending, ending.
Copyright © David Smith | Year Posted 2024
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