10.Peter's Lament for the Death of the Duck
Peter is a punk, a bright and clever young (ster), stirrin' up
the ground with his sling-shot gun. His friends a re the duck
and the bird in the tree, when the cat came a-sneakin' they had
to flee.
What kind of bird are you, if you can't fly？ What kind of bird
are you, if you can't swim？ What kind of bird are you, if you
can't cry？ What kind of bird are you, if you can't win？
Peter doesn't swim and he doesn't fly, doesn't listen to his
grandpa, telling him why, 'keep out the forest of the wolf will
come, howlin' and runnin' from the hunter's gun.'
On a crisp autumn day, with his friends of feather, Peter set
out to show that he knew better. The wolf saw the pass and after
them stole-- the dear ol' duck, he swallowed her whole!
Fairest friend, where will you go？ Will you turn to dust, or the
ocean floor？ Will you fit through a needle as I fall on my
knees？ Will you wrestle, or rest in peace？ Will you wrestle, or
rest in peace？
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