Our Fine Feathered Friends

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Our Fine Feathered Friends, Our Fine Feathered Friends

Ho, ho, ho, ho, and we did go,
out to the lolo tree,
and there we played, within the shade,
for count of one, two, three.

Which wayOur Fine Feathered Friends, Our Fine Feathered Friends, which way?”, I heard me say,
to my faithful friend the duck,
” Should we peramble north or south,
or simply trust to luck?”.

The look upon his ducky face,
did not reveal the choice to come,
he just looked me in the eye and said,
“I can’t believe that you’re so dumb!”.

” What we, what we?”, he said to me,
then with a scornful sigh,
“Peramble where the heck you want,
but me, I’m gonna fly!”.

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