
Lake’s swan craned its neck to hear—afar, down the nullah—a cute queue of ducklings as if down a rainy day’s water slide: “Quack-cheer!” “Quack-cheer!” “Quack-cheer!” ; )
Lake’s swan craned its neck to hear—afar, down the nullah—a cute queue of ducklings as if down a rainy day’s water slide: “Quack-cheer!” “Quack-cheer!” “Quack-cheer!” ; )
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