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Today I Wish That I Was a Duck.

Today I wish that I was a duck.
For ducks, you see, have all the luck.
They spend their days in swimming ponds,
Splashing and laughing among the fronds.

See how they dance on puffy white clouds!
Hear how they honk above all the crowds!
If I was a duck I'd have no regrets
As I dive bomb the children and unwary pets.

I'd leave behind all my nine-to-five labors,
And spend all my days visiting neighbors;
For I would have access to a gold-filled truck
From my billionaire uncle, Mr. Scrooge McDuck.

Today I Wish That I Was a Moose

Today I wish that I was a moose,
Not a duck, not a mouse, not a rabbit or goose.
Don't think I'm opposed to those other fine creatures;
I'ts just that the moose has some wonderful features!

For starters, the moose is so big and so strong,
With muscles that bulge, and legs that are long.
If ever a moose disagrees with a car,
It’s the moose that escapes with nary a scar.

And let’s not forget international fame;
In all of the world he’s a household name.
Though never acknowledged by the State of Nebraska,
He’s a symbol of Sweden, Maine and Alaska.

And finally there’s something my mother once stressed:
“Whatever you do, do it well; be the best.”
I know that the moose has the most ugly face,
And quite frankly, I’m tired of just second place.

Today I Wish That I Was an Ant

Today I wish that I was an ant
An ant, though small, never says “I can’t”.
His strength of limb is incredibly great,
He carries a load ten times his own weight.

It sometimes may seem that his life’s just routine,
But his colony’s like a well oiled machine
With drones and workers and queen (but no king!)
He’s like a wasp or a bee, but without any sting.

Now I do need to weigh both the pro and the con,
Of joining that species that lives in my lawn
What makes me most leery of joining the ants
Is those absurdly ridiculous six-legged pants.

The King

Well, if I were a lion, then I would be king -
Of the beasts and the jungle, and everything.
I would roar and I'd growl, and I'd strike fear at heart,
Then with sharp teeth and claws I would tear you apart.

And if I were an eagle, then I would surmise
I'd be king of the mountains, the air and the skies,
I would leave earth behind, and I'd go for a spin,
And with joy in my heart I would soar on the wind!

And if I were a whale, I'd be king of the seas,
Without boundaries or limits, I'd swim where I please.
(Though I'd have to beware of the storms and monsoons,
And those nasty mean creatures with boats and harpoons.)

But to tell you the truth, though I'm not one of these -
Not the king of the lands, the skies or the seas -
I've a kingly domain, and it makes me quite merry;
As an aardvark I'm king of the whole dictionary!

Today I Wish That I Was a Mole

Today I wish that I was a mole,
Who lives in a damp and a dark little hole,
And burrows his way under everyone -
Secret and silent -'twould be so much fun.

No more knives, forks, and spoons, and no fine china plate,
I'd eat off the ground, and there'd be none to berate.
(Though I'm not really fond of a critter that squirms,
I would dutifully chow on those gross, squishy worms.)

Not a soul would come visit my quaint little flat;
I'd have solitude there in my dark habitat.
And no one would hand me a vacuum or broom;
I could leave all the dirt on the floor of my room!

And I'm happy to say that a mole cannot see;
For this is the thing that would fill me with glee;
You might think that it's awful and just plain insidious,
But you'd gladly be blind if your wife was so hideous!

Today I Wish that I Was a Worm

Today I wish that I was a worm;
I'd creep and crawl and wriggle and squirm.
I'd hide in all the unlikely spots -
On sidewalks, roads, and cracked flower pots,
But best of all, 'twould give me delight
To be the one who causes such fright,
When you, surprised and quite unaware,
Unearth me in your half-eaten pear!

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