Waddle Poems - Poems about Waddle

Sidewalks and roads morning, noon, and night Hectic bustle of today’s life From young tiny feet To the old with silver in their hair The noise of cars, trucks, and buses Along with the machines that are improving The roads, bridges, and sidewalks that are utilized daily A symphony of chaos trying to distract our attention Our attention we need to...

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You know the old saying your goose is cooked Whenever I hear that I really get shooked I hear there's some truth to that nasty old saying I'm valuable because of the many eggs I keep laying You have to learn how to run really fast If you don't, how long will your life last I've learned to do more then...

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This little duck didn't have webbed feet Other ducks laughed when they'd meet His mama said, I think it is really neat He swims and waddles to his own beat This little duck was named Webless Hank When others laughed his little heart sank After all he had no trouble walking on land His daddy said his swimming was quite grand You know...

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Does your back end waddle like a duck? Does your rear sway from side to side? Is there a rumbling sound when sitting down With large ripples in your hide? Perhaps it's that second piece of apple pie Or that box of chocolates you consumed I've seen you down an extra large pizza It's a while before your breathing resumes There is a...

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Does your back end waddle like a duck? Does your rear sway from side to side? Is there a rumbling sound when sitting down With large ripples in your hide? Perhaps it's that second piece of apple pie Or that box of chocolates you consumed I've seen you down an extra large pizza It's a while before your breathing resumes There is a...

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A duck that used to waddle Could not swim, just paddle This concerned it of course Using an inflatable horse He swam the lake on its saddle...

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Quack,quack, waddle, waddle Into the puddle Quack, quack, waddle, waddle The ducks like the water Quack, quack, waddle, waddle Mother and babies in the puddle They all got in a huddle While swimming in the puddle...

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Does your back end waddle like a duck? Does your rear sway from side to side? Is there a huge rumbling when sitting down With large ripples in your hide? Perhaps it's that second piece of apple pie Or that box of chocolates you consumed I've seen you down an extra large pizza Without taking a breath until June! There is a cure...

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Does your back end waddle like a duck? Does your rear sway from side to side? Is there a huge rumbling when sitting down With large ripples in your hide? Perhaps it's that second piece of apple pie Or that box of chocolates you consumed At times I see you down a large size pizza Without taking a breath until June! There is...

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