ramblings and things
My dog's outside barking
He's really pushed his Luck
I think he's only been and
Gone and terrified my duck
My parrot's chuntering away
I can hear him out back
For some strange reason
My duck has lost his quack
I can hear the hens and geese
And other farm yard noise
But for some strange reason
My duck has lost his voice
I can hear a cock pheasant
And there's a wild coot
But still for some reason
My duck remains mute
I love those natural sounds
Regard nature as my chum
And I find it upsetting that
My duck has gone dumb.
I put it to him straight
In a man to duck talk
It didn't do much good
Not a single squawk
So I plucked and drew and cooked
Him. He's on the table on his back
That'll teach my duck
Not to lose his quack
My family ate him up
Couldn't believe their luck
But what good to any man
Is a non quacking duck.
Duck Soup