If you will carry me across
How thankful I will be.”
“In winter time,” replies the duck,
“My toes get nipped with frost.
If you will give your shoes to me
I’ll carry you across.”
“Here! Take them quick,” cries Lucy.
“Indeed I do not care!
If you will carry me across
How thankful I will be.”
“In winter time,” replies the duck,
“My toes get nipped with frost.
If you will give your shoes to me
I’ll carry you across.”
“Here! Take them quick,” cries Lucy.
“Indeed I do not care!