Duck Poetry

Ducks Are Neat

by The Frogman



I like the way that all you ducks float

I try my best not to hit you with my boat

You have cool orange beaks and you like to quack

You’re the sole reason that I switched to Aflac

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A Ducku

By The Frogman



Quack, Quack, Quackity

Waddle, Waddle, Quack, Quack, Quack

Waddle, Quack, Honk, Quack



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The Duck from Nantucket

by The Frogman



There once was a duck from Nantucket

Who had a feather so long you could pluck it

And he said with a quack

As he wiped off his back

If my earhole were a cloaca I would have dirty duck sex with it.

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I think I messed up the rhyme scheme there at the end.



And here is a picture of my brother as a duck.



“Duckbilled PlatyGrelle”

