“Tuck in your tail, little duck.”

“She's really gone, then. The little girl with the back of her shirt sticking out like a duck tail,”

“I notice her blouse has pulled out of her skirt in the back again and force myself to stay calm. "Tuck your tail in, little duck," I say, smoothing the blouse back in place.Prim giggles and give me a small "Quack.""Quack yourself," I say with a light laugh. The kind only Prim can draw out of me.”

“All along the backwater,Through the rushes tall,Ducks are a-dabbling,Up tails all!Ducks' tails, drakes' tails,Yellow feet a-quiver,Yellow bills all out of sightBusy in the river! ”

“You shall be my pet, and my poppet, and my dearest little duck all the days of your life.”

“It's like being a little kid again, parading around in a nightgown tucked into your underpants, believing it looks terrific.”