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Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten Disney lore—
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a quacking,
As of some one irately quacking, quacking at my chamber door.
“’Tis some visitor,” I muttered, “quacking at my chamber door—
Only Donald nothing more.”

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