I have a duck
her name is duckie
a pretty little bird that I adore
There was a man
he was a hunter
He shot my little duckie to the floor
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she lost her little foot
and now its made of wood
but I still love her clippy cloppy sound
I picked her up
her face was muddy
I saw her little flipper on the ground
my little Duck walked round in circles
with one leg she would just go round and round
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My little Duckie like to ramble
over the hills and countryside
her wooden foot makes her look stupid
But I still love my duckie by my side
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