Hey Ichabod did you quack quack
Asked the first dog of the second
No Sigismund it was not I
I think it was the Pelican
Come on you guys says Pomeroy
Don’t forget the little duck
She is not here says Ichabod
And don’t duckies say cluck cluck
Excuse me chaps I am down here
Delilah pipes up haughtily
She glares at them and flaps her wings
And shakes her tail quite naughtily
Be careful now says Sigismund
To Ichabod do not rile her
But Pomeroy placates her with these words
Please tell us why why why Delilah
I quack quack every morning
That is just what we duckies do
If you denigrate me any more
I’ll mash you into ducky pooh
I also quack quack late at night
Just before the grey sky turns to black
Because when Mummy Duck says quack quack quack quack
Then all her little ducks come back
A fairly silent bunch
these threesome creatures
But of course, it figures,
AnElephant has a hunch
They talk and commune
In this house, no one is immune
He reads faces, gives them a name
Then nothing is the same
A clay menagerie
Becomes reality.
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Yeah, whatever!
Boy, some folks will buy anything!
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Only if the tale is well told.
So there.
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Who took Delilah’s peaches?
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Maybe they went over the hill and far away?
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Ichabod
is quite odd
Delilah
is a star
Pomeroy
is not so coy
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Alastair has no rhyme for Sigismund
He leaves that to AnElephunt!
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My apologies on that one
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