The Duck's Question

The duck walked up to the lemonade stand and he said to the man running the stand “Hey, bop, bop, bop! What’s the meaning of home?” The man said “I don’t know, ask someone else. Do you want some lemonade?” “How about no!” Then he waddled away, waddle, waddle. Then he waddled away, waddle, waddle to the very next day. Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop! Then the duck walked up to the corner store and said to the woman running the store “Hey, bop, bop, bop! What’s the meaning of home?” She said “I don’t know, ask someone else. Do you want some gum?” “I’ll take none.” Then he waddled away, waddle, waddle to the very next day. Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop! The duck walked up to the computer and he searched up Habitat for Humanity. Hey, bop, bop, bop, bop! What’s the meaning of home? It said…a house is just a building, but a home is where you feel safe, calm and not alone. The duck said “Those are some pretty good reasons.” But he looked at the clock and it was 9:00 o’clock. “Hey, bop, bop, bop it’s bedtime.” The end!