Ogden Nash (August 19, 1902 – May 19, 1971 / New York / United States)
Poems by Ogden Nash : 79 / 119
The Duck
Behold the duck.
It does not cluck.
A cluck it lacks.
It quacks.
It is specially fond
Of a puddle or pond.
When it dines or sups,
It bottoms ups.
Ogden Nash
Submitted: Friday, January 03, 2003
Poems by Ogden Nash : 79 / 119
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