Don't mind us
Ducks have a mind of their own,
They trail behind the water's edge,
They dip their heads in and out of the water,
You brought them some bread in case they get hungry,
You drop it in and let it float on top of the water,
All they say is quacking sounds,
Maybe they will come back when you are not around.
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