Katrina has some ducks of her own. They are big, white ducks.
She is fond of her big, white ducks. She takes them to the little pond in the meadow. They like to swim in the pond.
Katrina takes her knitting with her. She knits while the ducks swim.
The ducks say “Quack, quack,” as they swim about. Katrina sings a little song while she knits. She sings:
“O, the arms of the windmill
Are high, oh, so high,
And they creak and they creak
As they go whirling by,
O, I wonder, I wonder,
Do they touch the sky,
The arms of the mill
As they go whirling by?”