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There were six nice ducks that I once knew,

Fat ducks and pretty ducks they were too.

And one had a feather curled up on his back,

And he ruled the others with his

"Quack! Quack! Quack!"

Across the green fields those ducks would go,

Widdle, waddle, wuddle, all in a row;

But the one with a feather curled up on his back

Was always ahead, with his

"Quack! Quack! Quack!"

Hero a fat bug, and there a small toad,

They snapped up quickly while on the road;

But his broad bill would smack

As he ate with his

"Quack! Quack! Quack!"

Into the brook they went with a dash,

They swam through the water with many a splash;

But the one with a feather curled up on his back

He swam the fastest, with his

"Quack! Quack! Quack!"

Some dove to the bottom, pink feet in air,

And grubbed in the mud for fat worms rare.

But the one with a feather of worms had no lack;

For he stayed the longest, with his

"Quack! Quack! Quack!"

If I told you all that these ducks did,

What nice times they had in the meadow hid,

The one with a feather curled up on his back

Would fill half the story with his

"Quack! Quack! Quack!"