
Come on, Duckie
Another new day
But no time to play
It’s your turn to work
[While your siblings lurk]
To earn us a crust
To feed us you must
For such a cutie
Those humans are suckers to feed

Come on, Duckie
Another new day
But no time to play
It’s your turn to work
[While your siblings lurk]
To earn us a crust
To feed us you must
For such a cutie
Those humans are suckers to feed
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Aww, cute story
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Thank you 🙂
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You’re welcome 😉
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Awww!
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🙂
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Yep, they know just how to get us!
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Do you reckon it could be genetically coded?
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They do say baby animals are designed in just a way to make us think they’re adorable!
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Oh yes, and I believe it
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For such a cutie, the humans are suckers to feed indeed. Such a cute story!
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Thank you 🙂
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Who can possibly resist? They are so adorable. I happened on a four families today: one duck and three goose (families, that is)
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Adorable poem to match the pic. 🙂
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Thank you, Frank. Trying to keep everything brief at the moment.
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Who, after all, can resist a duckling. 😉 Enchanting poem and pic.
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Thank you 🙂
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