
Hugo and Duck
Had views of their luck
Ranging from two sides of other
For though one is sad
The other, quite glad
Such is the view of another
There he stood with a frown
For soaked, he was feeling quite down
The rain made him wet
This wasn't his pet
Prancing about like a clown
"By golly," he thought, "Oh what glee
To have this small pond just for me
Made by this fellow
Who's all dressed in yellow
And best part of all, it is free!"
Much like the weather our day
To shift all about and to sway
And though it looks grim
Tis merely one's whim
To make it whatever you may