"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