This is for my nephew who one evening started singing 'quack quack'
The baby quacked us a quack,
What a quack he quacked,
At our quacked quacks.
He made us think of us as quacks
Who quack quacks at quacks.
He went quack quack quack quack quack,
And we thought of our quacks,
And then quacked a quack yet again!
We quack at quacks of quacks;
Then choose to frown at quacks we think as quacks,
For us quacks they’re the ones, who quack,
When they shrug at our quacks.
The quack goes quack at quack on the quack,
Who quacks a quacked quack!
April 9,2011
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Josh is still quacking quacks: -)