I didn't realize my initial luck When I returned to the pond to receive Your greeting, thinking you another duck; But it was you I dreamed of meeting: Steve! I didn't see you on my last visit, And the time before you seemed out of sorts: You didn't eat; so it is exquisite Having you run to me with laughs and snorts. And you too darling George! Having you back, Creation's refrain shall ever resound In euphony like the ducklings who track Mama, squeaking and frolicking around! Steve and George, thank you for being friendly And treating the tiny ducklings gently.