My Little Boy Likes Ducks

I wrote this silly little poem for Zayden after his bath this evening. He adores ducks.

My little boy likes ducks

My little boy likes ducks.

Ducks that quack and ducks that squeak.

Two ducks playing hide and seek.

Ducks that squirt water he finds especially funny. He squeezes and squeezes their rubber tummies.

He likes ducks that are yellow, purple, and blue. To his daddy’s chagrin, he likes pink ducks too.

My little boy likes ducks.

Ducks that are fluffy and waddle to and fro.

Baby ducks that follow their mommy everywhere she goes.

Ducks that swim and ducks eating worms.

Whenever he sees a duck he giggles and squirms.

My little boy likes ducks.

Ducks made of rubber. Ducks dressed as heroes.

Ducks holding numbers that end in zeroes.

He likes to squash them, dunk them and bite them on the head.

He even has a favorite that shares his little bed.