````There were six nice ducks that I once knew,
```Fat ducks and pretty ducks they were too.
```And one had a feather curled up on his back,
```And he ruled the others with his
````"Quack! Quack! Quack!"=
```Across the green fields those ducks would go,
```Widdle, waddle, wuddle, all in a row;
```But the one with a feather curled up on his back
```Was always ahead, with his
````"Quack! Quack! Quack!"=
```Hero a fat bug, and there a small toad,
```They snapped up quickly while on the road;
```But his broad bill would smack
```As he ate with his
````"Quack! Quack! Quack!"=
```Into the brook they went with a dash,
```They swam through the water with many a splash;
```But the one with a feather curled up on his back
```He swam the fastest, with his
````"Quack! Quack! Quack!"=
````Some dove to the bottom, pink feet in air,
```And grubbed in the mud for fat worms rare.
```But the one with a feather of worms had no lack;
```For he stayed the longest, with his
````"Quack! Quack! Quack!"=
````If I told you all that these ducks did,
```What nice times they had in the meadow hid,
```The one with a feather curled up on his back
```Would fill half the story with his
````"Quack! Quack! Quack!"=
--AUNT SALLY.=