1
In swamps and rivers, I silently glide,
With a toothy grin and a powerful stride.
2
I hop and I nibble on greens,
With long ears and a twitchy nose, it seems.
3
With feathers so bright and a pecking delight,
I scratch at the ground from morning till night.
4
Slow and steady is my way of life,
With a shell on my back that shields me from strife.
5
With feathers so grand and a gobble so loud,
On Thanksgiving Day, I make my family proud.
6
I coo on the rooftops, I’m often in flight,
With feathers of gray and eyes shining bright.
7
With hooves that thunder and a mane that flows,
I gallop through fields where the wild wind blows.
8
greet the dawn with a loud, proud crow,
With feathers so bright, in the barnyard I show.
9
In oceans so deep, I swim with great might,
With sharp teeth and fins that cut through the night.
10
Small and quick with whiskers so fine,
I scurry around looking for crumbs to dine.
