Duck Poetry
Ducks Are Neat
by The Frogman
I like the way that all you ducks float
I try my best not to hit you with my boat
You have cool orange beaks and you like to quack
You’re the sole reason that I switched to Aflac
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A Ducku
By The Frogman
Quack, Quack, Quackity
Waddle, Waddle, Quack, Quack, Quack
Waddle, Quack, Honk, Quack
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The Duck from Nantucket
by The Frogman
There once was a duck from Nantucket
Who had a feather so long you could pluck it
And he said with a quack
As he wiped off his back
If my earhole were a cloaca I would have dirty duck sex with it.
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I think I messed up the rhyme scheme there at the end.
And here is a picture of my brother as a duck.
“Duckbilled PlatyGrelle”
