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From: dubois@uwmacc.UUCP (Paul DuBois)
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Subject: When Father Carves the Duck
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Date: Mon, 7-Jan-85 16:26:21 EST
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Posted: Mon Jan  7 16:26:21 1985
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	When Father Carves the Duck

	We all look on with anxious eyes
	   When father carves the duck,
	And mother almost always sighs
	   When father carves the duck;
	Then all of us prepare to rise,
	And hold our bibs before our eyes,
	And be prepared for some surprise,
	   When father carves the duck.

	He braces up and grabs a fork
	   Whene'er he carves a duck,
	And won't allow a soul to talk
	   Until he's carved the duck,
	The fork is jabbed into the sides,
	Across the breast the knife he slides,
	While every careful person hides
	   From flying chips of dick.

	The platter's always sure to slip
	   When father carves a duck,
	And how it makes the dishes skip!
	   Potatoes fly amuck!
	The squash and cabbage leap in space,
	We get some gravy in our face,
	And father mutters Hindoo grace
	   Whene'er he carves a duck.

	We then have learned to walk around
	   The dining room and pluck
	From off the window sills and walls
	   Our share of father's duck.
	While father growls and blows and jaws
	And swears the knife was full of flaws,
	And mother laughs at him because
	   He couldn't carve a duck.

				E. V. Wright

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Paul DuBois	  {allegra,ihnp4,seismo}!uwvax!uwmacc!dubois
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