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February 22nd, 2010 | Author: admin

Father Duck’s early attempts at Nursery Rhymes weren’t always successful. For example, The Real Jack and Jill…

Jack and Jill

The Real Jack and Jill

Jack and Jill went up the hill
To fetch a pail of water.
Jack fell down and broke his crown,
And was like “Dude! Really? Who puts a well at the at the top of a hill? I mean COME ON. What’s a boy gotta do to get indoor plumbing?!?.

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February 19th, 2010 | Author: admin

After Katrina rejected his “Valenswine (click here to read),”Father Duck was heartbroken, having lost the love of his life. Until one day, she overcame her shyness and her true feelings were revealed.

Little Father Duck

by Katrina

Little Father Duck
Come kiss your pig.
Though you are small
And I am big.
You’ll marry me
It’s meant to be.
Someday we’ll have
A duck-piggy.

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May 22nd, 2009 | Author: admin

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Three Blind Mice? I think not. Try Tone Deaf Ducks. Tone Deaf Ducks is a rhyme Father Duck wrote about his three uncles: Bob, Jose and Marty. The Three ducks formed a barber shop quartet along with future Men Without Hat’s front man Ivan Doroschuk. Ivan left the group after a dancing incident in which he broke his arm caught between Jose doing the Cabbage Patch and Marty doing the Running Duck. He would go on to write the song The Safety Dance to encourage the trio to calm their violent dancing ways.

Mother Goose would later “borrow” Father Duck’s poem and rewrite it about less violently dancing and less horribly singing visually impaired mice. Sadly Bob, Jose and Marty have been all but forgotten. On a brighter note, they still sing as horrible as ever and are planning a comeback.

Tone Deaf Ducks

By Father Duck

Tone deaf ducks. Tone deaf ducks.
Hear how they quack. Hear how they quack.
They sing out of tune and miss every note,
Their voices a cross of a frog and a goat,
Did you know such a sound could come out the throat,
Of tone deaf ducks.

Tone Deaf Ducks

Tone Deaf Ducks

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May 04th, 2009 | Author: admin

crocodileA Crocodile In My Tub

By Jeff Duckworth

A Bath? A Bath? Why am I not in the tub?
My reason is good,
Listen you should.
Of why I’m not in the tub.

Splashing. Sloshing. A scrubbing in my tub!
A crocodile,
Is all a-smile.
Just scrubbing in my tub.

So there. You see? Why I’m not in the tub.
Out I’ll stay,
Until he’s away.
I will not get in the tub.

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May 01st, 2009 | Author: admin

platypusA Platypus In My Bed

By Jeff Duckworth

Asleep? In bed? Why am I not in bed?
My reason is good,
Listen you should.
Of why I’m not in bed.

Jumping. Leaping. A hopping in my bed!
A platypus,
Is all a-fuss.
Just bouncing in my bed.

So there. You see? Why I’m not in bed.
Up I’ll stay,
Until he’s away.
I will not go to bed.

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April 29th, 2009 | Author: admin

flamingochicken1Roomingo

by Jeff Duckworth

Tired of Cocka doodle-dooing,
and life in a chicken pen.
A rooster flew south one night,
Wound up with a new girl-hen.

A beautiful flamingo was she,
They hatched an egg together.
What a site it was to see,
a rooster of pink feather.

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April 17th, 2009 | Author: admin

Billy Bug

 Billy was a hero bug.
He wore a cape made from a rug.
Until one day his doom he met
A shoe squished him flat as can get.

 

Billy Bug
Billy Bug

 

 

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April 14th, 2009 | Author: admin

Applesauce the Wonderchimp

By Jeffrey Duckworth

Applesauce The Wonderchimp,
Can not even fly.
Not a single burst of speed has he,
Nor X-ray super eye.

 As mighty as a Wildebeest?
Not close to that is he.
And goodness knows the breath he blows
Would hardly sway a bee. 

And if he were to leap
As high as he could jump.
He couldn’t clear a single tree
Even if it were a stump. 

Applesauce the Wonderchimp
Applesauce the Wonderchimp

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