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Look at him
Legs are bandy
And the knees are knocked
Look at him.
Dad was obviously egg-shell-shocked.
Bet the neighbours scream and howl
When they see our brood.
He's the foulest waterfowl.
Does he have his giblets inside out?
What else would explain his looks
Being quite so rough?
How on earth will gourmet cooks
Know which end to stuff?
He's my son and I love him
Do you see what you've done?
You're to blame
This duckyard would be so boring
If we all looked the same.
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