Wednesday, August 31, 2011

The admirable duck

I admire the duck. When I was a child I loved Donald Duck and learned how to talk like the talk. I still do to entertain children. And then I lived with ducks by a pond in West Virginia. Whether it rained or snowed, whether it was hot or cold, the ducks just sat there and quacked. They seemed content in season and out of season. As I say, I admire the duck.

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