DUCK
IN A
TRUCK
IN THE
MUCK

There was a duck.

His name was Chuck.

Chuck the Duck

drove an ice-cream truck.

But one wet day Chuck’s

truck got stuck.

‘What bad luck,’

said Chuck the Duck.

‘My ice-cream truck

is stuck in muck.’

But just then

along came

his friend Buck

in his brand-new

shiny

muck-sucking

truck!

‘Hey, Buck,’ said Chuck,

‘my truck is stuck. My truck is stuck

in all this muck.’

‘You’re in luck, Chuck,’

said Buck the Duck.

‘I can get your truck unstuck.

I can suck up all the muck

with the muck-sucker-upper

on my muck-sucking truck!’

‘Thank you, thank you, Buck,’

said Chuck.

‘What are friends for?’

said Buck to Chuck.

Buck’s

muck-sucker-upper

began to suck.

It sucked

and sucked

and sucked

and sucked until all the muck

had been

sucked up.

‘Hooray!’ cried Chuck

as he ran to his truck.

‘Get back, Chuck!’

yelled Buck the Duck.

‘I haven’t yet shut my muck-sucker up.’

But it was too late

       for Chuck the Duck—

he got sucked up into the truck.

And then the muck-sucker

sucked up Buck!

The muck-sucker-upper just

kept on sucking.

It sucked

and sucked

and sucked

and sucked …

until Buck the Duck’s

brand-new truck

got too full and

   it
     blew
                   Up!

Out flew Chuck.

Out flew all the sucked-up muck.

‘Boo-hoo,’ cried Buck.

‘My brand-new truck!

My brand-new shiny

truck blew up!’

‘Don’t cry, Buck,’

said the kind duck Chuck.

‘We can share my

ice-cream truck!’

‘Do you mean it, Chuck?’

said Buck.

‘What are friends for?’

said Chuck to Buck.

So Buck hopped up

with Chuck the Duck

and they drove off together

in their ice-cream truck.