Peter Broderick Follow

She was not up to go somewhere
Unless she could clearly see the end
Even though most times she did arrive
The place looked so much different

If some duck ever tried to help her
She'd spit right in his face
And he quickly went to tel his friends
How she is so ungrateful

But maybe one day she felt a little guilty
She repeated that thought and various spits
Until she learned it's finally true
And ran back to the pond to see me

Her plan was simple
Apologize and leave
But it took longer than she imagined
By the time she found that family of ducks
She was so tired and she, and she fainted

The moment she woke
She tried to sing
But nothing could be heard
She had lost the ability in her sleep
She looked at the ducks and began to weep