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DRAKE:
As a drake, my mistake was letting her go searching
For my son (yeah, that one)
It ain't right

I've spent weeks filling beaks, hearing "Daddy!", "Daddy!", "Daddy!"
I'm depressed, 'round the nest, day and night

When Ida said she'd go I had to let her
A shame, because this apron suits her better

Where's the joy in motherhood?
An endless round of chores that have to be done
And when you think you've seen the back of them
You find in actual fact you're back at square onе

There's no joy in motherhood
And if thеre is, there's something I just can't see
Yet Ida somehow copes with all of this
And then on top of that, she puts up with me

BEAKY: *spoken from offstage*
Dad!

DRAKE: *spoken*
Now, what?!
IDA:
I will search every pond, I will search every stream, every river
And the broadest of bays, and the widest of lakes must be crossed
While you are missing from my life, it's me who's feeling lost
Without you, I feel lost

CHORUS:
Look at her, it's a shame that she won't face the fact
Look at her, can't she see the way the odds are stacked?

TURKEY *spoken*
Well, have you heard anything from Ida yet?

DRAKE: *spoken*
She's got the cell phone switched off, but the pigeon  delivered a note this morning. It says: "I'm here, Ratt's Bottom/Twin Juggs, Minnesota". I don't know if that's a place or if she's just being offensive

CHORUS (MEN):
Look at her, nothing seems to shake her strong belief
(Nothing shakes her strong belief)
Look at her (Look at her), it's so hard to come to terms with
Grief (grief)

IDA *spoken*:
And he's about so high with a rather characteristic honk

GREYLAG *spoken*:
I'd say that squatty. He shot through a while ago. I say shot through, but it was us who were shot through. It was like Pearl/Sag Harbor
DOT *spoken*:
I think you mean Pearl Harbor/Waterloo, dear

CHORUS (FEMALE SOLOIST):
Look at her (Look at her), so convinced that she is getting near (so convinced she's getting near)
Look at her, she may be a little late, we fear (a little late, we fear)

*LOWB****:
And how do we know you're not a tomcat?

*IDA*:
I beg your pardon?

*LOWB****:
The last duck who came by here turned out to be a tomcat. One of those nasty transfeatherites

*QUEENIE*:
Did someone say "tomcat"?

CHORUS:
As each season slips away, sadly there's a trend
Common sense would seem to say "there's no happy end"

*IDA*:
No, Drake, he was last seen traveling in the direction of Moorland Farm
*CAT*:
That's north of here, isn't it?

*IDA*:
Yes

*CAT*:
How very interesting...

*IDA*:
YOU!

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