Originally posted by mokkoPlease...make it stop..(throws Raffie out the window).
Six little ducks
That I once knew
Fat ones, skinny ones,
Fair ones, too
But the one little duck
With the feather on his back
He led the others
With a quack, quack, quack
Quack, quack, quack,
Quack, quack, quack
He led the others
With a quack, quack, quack.
Originally posted by mokko...and the butcher chopped 'em up with a thwack, thwack, thwack.
Six little ducks
That I once knew
Fat ones, skinny ones,
Fair ones, too
But the one little duck
With the feather on his back
He led the others
With a quack, quack, quack
Quack, quack, quack,
Quack, quack, quack
He led the others
With a quack, quack, quack.
Duck L'orange for the people in the back.
Originally posted by mokkoWelcome back dear... 🙂
Six little ducks
That I once knew
Fat ones, skinny ones,
Fair ones, too
But the one little duck
With the feather on his back
He led the others
With a quack, quack, quack
Quack, quack, quack,
Quack, quack, quack
He led the others
With a quack, quack, quack.
Your poem reminds me of a girlfriend I once had, named Susie. She was 15 and I was 17, but she was a bit crazy ya-know. Used to do this little thing where she would clap her hands together and dance around rotating her body in a circle as she sang:
"Boodie boodie
Quack, quack, quack!"
Yeah, she was nuts... but I guess I had to be too cause I loved her. 😕
Originally posted by mokkoDoes that mean you got some? 😵
Six little ducks
That I once knew
Fat ones, skinny ones,
Fair ones, too
But the one little duck
With the feather on his back
He led the others
With a quack, quack, quack
Quack, quack, quack,
Quack, quack, quack
He led the others
With a quack, quack, quack.