Show When Father Carves the Duck We all look on with anxious eyes When father carves the duck And mother almost always sighs When father carves the duck Then all of us prepare to rise And hold oar bibs before our eyes And bo prepared for some surprise When father carves tho duck lIe braces up and grabs a fork Wheneer ho carves a duck And wont allow a soul to talk Until hes carved the duck The fork is jabbed into tho sides Across the breast the knife he slides While every careful person hides From flying chips of duck The platters always sure to slip When father carves a duck And how it makes the dishes skipl Potatoes fly amuck The squash and cabbage leap in space We get some gravy in our face And father mutters Hindoo grace Wheneer ho carves a duck We then have learned to walk around The diningroom and pluck From off the window sills and walls Our share of fathers duck Tll1n father f TVMrlc and blow c nr rl l 11 1 And swears the knife was full of flaws And moth r jeers at him because He couldnt crrve crqck E V Wricht in Barton Transcript |