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on't know why he is so cute, |
| ancing in puddles without a boot, |
| ressed in his own waterproof suit. |
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gly was one called in tale |
| nder a taxonomy down the wrong trail; |
| nlucky mistake, but at least not a quail. |
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hasing students away from his pond, |
| lamoring and quacking until the frosh is conned, |
| ause a mallard has noise, but almost nothing beyond. |
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ind of awkward waddling on land, |
| nocking about from webbed hand to hand, |
| eeping up is hard in the marching band. |
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witch to water to see him dance; |
| wimming is his forte, you know in a glance, |
| eeing his grace, that's what causes the romance. |
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