There once was a duck from Ehgurdin
Who lived his life with a burden.
He once saved the life
Of a duck called his wife
And never expected a guerdon.
There once was a goose with ignorantism
Who lived his life in obscurantism.
He soon met the duck
Who’d learned how to cluck
And they took up a life of Gandhism.
There once was a fox from next door
Who had nothing good in his core.
He left on a run
With saliva on his tongue
Now the goose and the duck are no more.