The Duck and the Kangaroo
“Good
gracious! How you hop!
Over the
fields and the water too,
As if you
never would stop!
My life
is a bore in this nasty pond,
And I
long to go out in the world beyond!
I wish I
could hop like you!”
“Please
give me a ride on your back!”
Said the
Duck to the Kangaroo.
“I would
sit quite still, and say nothing but ‘QUACK’
The whole
of the long day through!
And we’d
go to the Dee and the Jelly Bo Lee,
Over the
land, and over the sea;
Please
take me a ride! O do!”
Said the
Duck to the Kangaroo.
Said the
Kangaroo to the Duck,
“This
requires some little reflection;
Perhaps
on the whole it might bring me LUCK,
And there
seems but one objection,
Which is, if you’ll let me speak so bold,
Your feet
are unpleasantly wet and cold,
And would
probably give me the roo-
Matiz!”
said the Kangaroo.
I have
thought over that completely.
And I
bought four pairs of worsted socks
Which fit
my web feet neatly.
And to keep out the cold I’ve bought a cloak,
And
everyday a cigar I’ll smoke,
All to
follow my own dear true
Love of a
Kangaroo!”
Said the
Kangaroo, “I’m ready!
All in
the moonlight pale;
But to
balance me well, dear Duck, sit steady!
And quite
at the end of my tail!”
So away
they went with a hop and a bound,
And they
hopped the whole world three times round;
And who
so happy – O who,
As the
Duck and the Kangaroo?
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