"Poetry is like
a nice big quilt,
with words
and pictures,
pieced together."
Monday, April 22, 2013
Baby Ducks
All the little ducks go quack, quack, quack. Each with his feathers like a little brown pack. Mother duck guides the little things. When they eat, their beaks make pings. They are so cute, I would give a hoot. To pick them up and hug them!
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