The Odd Duck

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I’ve always been the different one

Doing things my own way.
I never followed any crowd
And always had my say.
 
And even now, I’m the odd duck
Of whom you’ve heard folks speak,
When you say up, I’m going down;
I have this stubborn streak.
 
And yet, with all my little quirks,
That You can see right through,
You seem to love me anyway.
And I’m thankful you do!