("What is a geoduck?" you ask.
Nancy Stewart replies, "It's a lot of clam chowder.")
On the way home, Lucia insisted upon songs about geoducks. Since I couldn't remember the words, I made up a few variants. Here is one such composition, sung to the tune of "The Lumberjack Song:"
I am a geoduck and I'm okay,
I dig all night and I sleep all day,
I'm a longish clam, I live in the sand,
I am a deli-cacy.
I have decided that I really will learn how to play guitar. Three chords is all I need for my purposes. Maybe Nancy will teach me.

This is not a geoduck. Trust me, you don't want to look at a real one.
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Thank you, Spencer. You are very kind!
Thanks for this extremely helpful and well written post
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