The Loud House/The Ugly Duckling (by Mary Carpenter)

Leni Loud: There once was an ugly duckling with feathers all stubby and brown, and the other birds in so many words said, quack, get out of town, quack, get out, quack quack, get out, quack quack, get out of town, and he went with a quack, and a waddle and a quack, in the flurry of Eiderdown, that poor little ugly duckling went wandering far and near, but, in every place, they said to his face, now, quack, get out of here, quack, get out, quack quack, get out, quack quack, get out of here, and he went with a quack, and a waddle and a quack, and a very unhappy tear, all through the winter time, he hid himself away, ashamed to show his face, afraid of what others might say, all through the winter in his lonely clump of wheat, till a flock of swans spied him there, and very soon agreed, you're a very fine swan indeed, who me, a swan, and he looked, and he saw, and he said, I'm not such an ugly duckling, no feathers all stubby and brown, for in fact, the birds in so many words said, quite, the best in town, quite, the best, quite quite, the best, quite quite, the best in town, not a quack, not a quack, not a waddle and a quack, but a glide and a whistle, and a snowing white back, and a head so noble and high, say who's an ugly duckling, not I.