Be kind to your web footed friends,
For that duck may be somebody's mother.
She lives all alone in the swamp,
Where the weather is cold and damp;
      (to Rhyme with Swamp),
Now You may think that this is the end,
Well it is but to show that I'm a liar,
I'm going to sing it again,
But this time I'm going to sing it higher.

Repeated until one could squeak no higher!!