Quack o' the Morning
So this morning, I was awoken from lazy drowsiness by the loud quacking of my two girl-ducks (OK, the drakes quack too but only the hens are loud) and the following immediately thereafter, sung by my girlfriend the trained soprano, to the tune of "Oh Danny Boy":
Oh Summer girl
The ducks, the ducks are calling
from coop to coop
and down the Meeker-side
their food is gone
and all the water's muddy
it's you, it's you must go and feed them now
But if you stall
then somebody might help you
but if you stall
then somebody maybe won't
but I must go
and no one else is home
it's you, it's you must go and feed them now
...well, I am awake. ;D (and the Dux fed).
Oh Summer girl
The ducks, the ducks are calling
from coop to coop
and down the Meeker-side
their food is gone
and all the water's muddy
it's you, it's you must go and feed them now
But if you stall
then somebody might help you
but if you stall
then somebody maybe won't
but I must go
and no one else is home
it's you, it's you must go and feed them now
...well, I am awake. ;D (and the Dux fed).