Poems with rhymes of quack

"We strolled across to the railroad track --
Under a cover beneath some trucks,
I sees a feather and hears a quack;

And then they quack.
By barn and stable and stack

To pale effeminates who smack
The rouge about. Thou art a quack!

Yet every doctor turns his back
And calls me quack.

Thus, through the ages, each presuming quack
Turns the poor corpse upon its rotten back,

Here, five foot deep, lies on his back
A cobbler, star-monger, and quack;

(Poor dear old hack!)
Touching sky, sun, stone, stick, and stack,
I guess I'm half a quack;

The curtain's up - the stage all black -
Time and the year nigh sped -
Time as an advertising quack -

And knows a painting with a canvas back
Distinguished from a duck by the duck's quack;

'Beware the wiles of yonder quack
Who stuffs the ears of all that pass.
I--I alone can show that black

The ducks began to quack;
Prim Guinea fowls relenting called,
"Come back, come back, come back."

There was a time, when we beheld the Quack,
On public stage, the licensed trade attack;

Till, to see them safely back,
They paid a Ducky-quack,

Julia, Julia, please come back
Protect us from this evil quack;