By Thames the sounds we heard, quack, quack
Our Turkish guide returned, vak, vak
For lunch the best pate was packed
One cousin less the ducks lacked
To my Spanish bride the word was cua
The Hungarian Captain said, hap, hap
The colored drake received our ooh ah's
The Dane on board replied, rap, rap
In the reeds, three hens and drake
They understood none but their calls
To them our sounds all sounded fake
The ducks ignored us one and all
The vocal cords of ducks we humans lack
Only a duck knows: to quack or not to quack
Note:
Duck sounds in:
England is quack, quack
Turkish is vak, vak
Spanish is cua, cua
Hungary is hap, hap
Danish is rap, rap
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