For Bite Size No96 Poetry Contest sponsored by Line Gauthier
In the pond, where beavers and bullfrogs are kings, a duck has webbed feet and wings and things. He quacks aloud instead of sings - on his face, a useful tool...called a bill. He ain't no fool. When he blows that thing, he really swings, in the pond, where beavers and bullfrogs are kings.
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