Lovely duck poem
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The story of the "Help & Support Forum" forum as told by ducks:
A puck poem, you say?
Either I mistake your shape and making quite,
Or else you are that shrewd and knavish sprite
Call'd Robin Goodfellow: are not you he
That frights the maidens of the villagery;
Skim milk, and sometimes labour in the quern
And bootless make the breathless housewife churn;
And sometime make the drink to bear no barm;
Mislead night-wanderers, laughing at their harm?
Those that Hobgoblin call you and sweet Puck,
You do their work, and they shall have good luck:
Are not you he?
Dec 11, 2011
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#25
bigpoison wrote:
A puck poem, you say?
Either I mistake your shape and making quite,
Or else you are that shrewd and knavish sprite
Call'd Robin Goodfellow: are not you he
That frights the maidens of the villagery;
Skim milk, and sometimes labour in the quern
And bootless make the breathless housewife churn;
And sometime make the drink to bear no barm;
Mislead night-wanderers, laughing at their harm?
Those that Hobgoblin call you and sweet Puck,
You do their work, and they shall have good luck:
Are not you he?
I've never understood hockey
Dec 11, 2011
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#26
mrguy888 wrote:
The story of the "Help & Support Forum" forum as told by ducks:
That video scared me. I thought they were going to be killed.
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Dec 11, 2011
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#28
LisaV wrote:
Those were like Cirque de Soliel ducks. That was amazing. None of them waddled around dizzy afterwards.
They really acted like nothing happened. Pretty amazing to me, too.
Dec 11, 2011
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#29
LisaV wrote:
They were embarrassed. Had to pretend in front of the pigeons.
I think this calls for a duck poem:
Behold the duck.
It does not cluck.
A cluck it lacks.
It quacks.
It is specially fond
Of a puddle or a pond.
When it dines or sups,
It bottoms up.
by Ogden Nash