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DUCKS~~~a very fowl poem

 

Ducks play around

in mud so much

then leave a trail

of you know what

 

If you have ducks

behind them see

their messy trail

of soft debris

 

Step lively then

if you have ducks

or their leavings 'tween

your toes get stuck

 

What mess is spread

as discharge drops

to rid this muck

get rid of ducks.

 

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