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Chorus: An eerie mood descends the farm<br>
It seems so strangely quiet <br>
The rumour is the cat has had more roughage in his diet<br>
All thought he was an ugly bird it hurts us now to say <br>
that feathers have been sighted in the pussy’s litter tray<br>
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Maureen: (spoken) Ida I don’t mean to be rude but the description. <br>
The donkey said he saw the cat walking away with a…well<br>
who else around here looks like that<br>
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Ida: (spoken) Well I don’t believe it he was…IS a tough little duck <br>
and I’m sure he can stand up to that mangy old tom<br>
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Maureen: (spoken) Well I’m sure he can but…<br>
Ida: (spoken) He’s probably on his way back right now<br>
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Chorus: Poor Ida has our sympathy<br>
She looks so sad and gloomy <br>
But looking on the brighter side her nest is now more roomy<br>
We find it rather difficult to say consoling things<br>
Tonight the ugly duckling sleeps beneath an angels wings<br>
Tonight the ugly duckling sleeps beneath an angels wings<br>
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