Fear of the Duck I am a man who walks alone And when Im walking past a pond At night or strolling through the park When the light begins to change I sometimes feel a little strange A little anxious of the duck Fear of the duck, fear of the duck I have constant fear that somethings Always near Fear of the duck, fear of the duck I have a phobia that some ducks Always there Have you run your feathers down The wall And have you felt your neck skin crawl When youre searching for the light? Sometimes when youre scared To take a look At the corner of the pond Youve sensed that somethings Watching you Have you ever been alone at night Thought you heard quack-quacks behind And turned around and no birds there? And as you quicken up your pace You find it hard to look again Because youre sure theres Some duck there Watching nature films the night before Debating duckies and fauna The unknown troubles on your mind Maybe your mind is playing tricks You sense, and suddenly eyes fix On quacking shadows from the pond Fear of the duck, fear of the duck I have constant fear that somethings Always near Fear of the duck, fear of the duck I have a phobia that some ducks
Posted on: Fri, 23 Jan 2015 03:54:12 +0000
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