The Ugly Duckling - Nursery Rhymes ABC

And he went with a quack

And a waddle and a quack

In a flurry of eiderdown

That poor little ugly duckling

Went wandering far and near

And at every place they said to his face

Now get out of here, get out, get out, get out of here

And he went with a quack

And a waddle and a quack

And a very unhappy tear

All through the wintertime he hid himself away

Ashamed to show his face, afraid of what others might say

All through the winter in his lonely clump of wheat

Till a flock of swans spied him there and very soon agreed

Youre a very fine swan indeed

Swan?

Me, a swan?

Go on, youre a swan

Take a look at yourself in the lake and youll see

And he looked and he saw and he said

It’s me, I am a swan, whee

Im not such an ugly duckling

No feathers all stubby and brown

For in fact these birds in so many words said

The best in town, the best, the best, the best in town

Not a quack, not a quack

Not a waddle or a quack

But a glide and a whistle

And a snowy white back

And a head so noble and high

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