Sunshine come out and play with me
And bring your dollies three,
climb up my apple tree,
splash in my rain barrel,
slide down my cellar door
and we'll be
best of friends
forever more...
Mom sang that song to me when I was little.
She was grew up in Oklahoma.
Where there is plenty of sunshine.
Here in Seattle - we are in need of some sun.
It's been so wet -
a duck made a home in our front yard.
Which reminds me of another song
Mom sang to me...
Six little ducks that I once knew...
wibble, wobble
wibble, wobble
too and fru.
But, the funny little duck
with the feathers on his back
He ruled the others with a
Quack - Quack - Quack!
Down by the river
they would go
wibble, wobble
wibble, wobble
to and fro.
But, the funny little duck
with the feathers on his back
He ruled the others with a
Quack - Quack - Quack!
Maybe our new duck friend will
bring his ducklings for a visit.
That duck - He will not hold still for a picture.
geeze.....
That duck - He will not hold still for a picture.
geeze.....
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