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little duck, little duck why so sad little duck?
big duck, big duck i'm so sad because i have no luck, all the pretty greens say my feathers are so yuck!
oh little duck, little duck i know it may feel like you don't have much luck, a wee little one with feathers coloured-muck, but rest assured that those mean green ducks may cluck cluck cluck, but come hunting season, they will be a-pluck-pluck-plucked |
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