We waddled through China Town and asked to ride the dragon boat, but we were derided for being both too short and too feathered.

So, here we are in kitchen sink, abiding time as ducky floats, bobbing twixt the lilies, and to ignoramuses remaining quite untethered.

Though we are without sails for winds to billow, sending us to places far and new, we value closest company of our tiny-tub crew.

We support select biblioclasm, the recycling of all anti-duck prop by jerks. Someday, we will sail as quack-dragons, but, for now, bodies in bath works. ; )

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