“IF black was white,
And white was black,
I would swallow a light
And live in a sack,
And swim on a kite,”—
Says jolly Jack.
THE DUCK AND HER DUCKLINGS
THERE was an old duck which had three little ducks,
Three little ducklings, chuck, chuck, chucks!
She took them for a walk,
And she march’d them back,
And taught them how to say,
“Quack, quack, quack!”
The ducklings went behind, and the duck went before,
Three ducks and one duck, that made four:
A duckling is a duck, if I know white from black,
But a duck is not a duckling, though,
“Quack, quack, quack!”
This duck was genteel, and she walk’d with great state,
Then cried, “Now, ducklings, mark my gait,
So much, you see, depends on the style of the back;”
And the ducklings said, “Yes, mamma,
Quack, quack, quack!”