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I saw a duck the other day. It had the feet of my Aunt Faye. It quacked, then headed up the hill And waddled like my Uncle Bill. And when it turned, I must propose, Its bill was formed like Aunt Jane's nose. I thought, "Oh, no! It's just my luck, Someday I'll look just like a duck!" I sobbed to Mom about my fears, And she said, "Honey, dry your tears. You look like me, so walk with pride. Those folks are all from Daddy's side." --Grandpa Tucker |
