Spring Speech 2025

Delivered by Aaron Minor at Duck Day.

Hark, good folk, both far and near,
Gather close and lend an ear.
For lo, this morn, a duck so fair,
Did quack with tidings through the air.

Scramble, the duck of feath’ry down,
At Ivy Glenn, told truth to the town:
"Mark ye well, the time draws nigh,
When winter’s grasp shall fade and die.

No more the frost shall bite thine hand,
Nor icy winds o’er Eastford’s land.
The snow shall melt, the buds shall bloom,
And banish forth the winter’s gloom.

Six weeks less of winter’s reign,
The earth shall wake, no chill remain.
The brooks shall sing, the meadows green,
And spring’s fair promise shall be seen."

Eastford did cheer, their hearts took flight,
At Scramble’s quack, so bold and bright.
No prophet more could they request,
Than he who predicts the weather’s best.

So behold, the duck his wisdom bring,
For Scramble speaks of early spring.
Let flowers rise, let seed take wing,
And all the world with gladness sing!

EARLY SPRING!