Poetry

Tuesday, 3 December 2024

Quack a day duck

 Well someone said hey

And I said duck

What! Watch out!

It's a submersible, fuck!


So Quack away

Come on Quack away

The flippers kick fast

But it's smooth on top

So come on Quack, Quack

Around New Zealand


The times may come that it's hard to say

Come on Quack away, oh Quack away

It's all just water off a duck's back

So let's Quack, Quack

Around New Zealand


A tufty tail

And a beak that Quacks

Quack away, come on Quack away

You could be a Quaker or you could be a Crack

Come on Quack, Quack 

around New Zealand


Well it's jus de l'orange

Or it's crispy or chop sui

Quack away, come on Quack away

You might talk strange

But I think it's phooey

Quack, Quack around New Zealand


I think I need a doctor

For I've hurt my back

Come on Quack away, yes Quack away

But they give me a witch doctor 

who talks like a Quack

So Quack, Quack around New Zealand 


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