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[Verse]
There was a duck named Jack, the king of the pond
With feathers so slick, he was always beyond
But one day he fell ill, couldn't quack no more
His friends gathered round, worried to the core

[Verse 2]
They brought him healing herbs and played him some dub
But poor old Jack just lay there, stuck in a rut
The vibes were slow and the bassline was chillin'
But Jack needed more than just reggae fulfillin'

[Chorus]
Oh, sick little duck, you gotta get up
Quackin' and flappin', show the world your stuff
Oh, sick little duck, let the rhythm heal your soul
Feel that reggae beat, it's gonna make you whole