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There once was an ugly duckling
With feathers all stubby and brown
And the other birds in so many words said
"Quack, get out of town!
Quack, get out
Quack, quack, get out
Quack, quack, get out of town!"
And he went with a quack and a waddle
And a quack in a flurry of eiderdown
That poor little ugly duckling
Went wandering far and near
But at every place they said to his face
"Now, quack, get out of here!
Quack, get out
Quack, quack, get out
Quack, quack, get out of here!"
And he went with a quack and a waddle
And a quack and a very unhappy tear
All through the wintertime he hid himself away
Ashamed to show his face, afraid of what others might say
All through the winter in his lonely clump of weed
Till a flock of swans spied him there and very soon agreed
"You're a very fine swan indeed!"
A swan? Me, a swan? Ah, go on!
And he said, "Yes, you're a swan
Take a look at yourself in the lake and you'll see"
And he looked and he saw and he said
"I am a swan! Whee!
I'm not such an ugly duckling
No feathers all stubby and brown
For, in fact, these birds in so many words said
"Quack, the best in town!
Quack, the best
Quack, quack, the best
Quack, quack, the best in town!"
Not a quack, not a quack, not a waddle or a quack
But a glide and a whistle and a snowy white back
And a head sewn oval and high
Say, who's an ugly duckling? Not I!
Not I!