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She was not up to go somewhere |
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Unless she could clearly see the end |
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Even though most times she did arrive |
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The place looked so much different |
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If some duck ever tried to help her |
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She'd spit right in his face |
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And he quickly went to tel his friends |
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How she is so ungrateful |
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But maybe one day she felt a little guilty |
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She repeated that thought and various spits |
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Until she learned it's finally true |
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And ran back to the pond to see me |
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Her plan was simple |
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Apologize and leave |
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But it took longer than she imagined |
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By the time she found that family of ducks |
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She was so tired and she, and she fainted |
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The moment she woke |
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She tried to sing |
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But nothing could be heard |
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She had lost the ability in her sleep |
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She looked at the ducks and began to weep |
