beasties are squackin' and stompin' and spitters.

The pond is angrys, no creature is friendlier, it's baby time. First it was the froggers and their tadders, they are always first now all the biggs and littles beasties are squackin' and stompin' and spitters. It's not good even the duckers have split in twos, ones who have cool fronts and ones who have cool tails. My beakers says I'm a front duck so I swims with thems, the others we leave alone on the other side of the islands. I think the dry clean spy duckers might be with them.