Smaller Sidney, Whiffle-jack, and TORNADOS!

So, today i drove home to the tune of TORNADO SIRENS!!! EEEEEEEEEK! just call me dorothy...*shudder.* they're gone now. all is well...

Here is a story about that little feltie guy above, and his duck:

Smaller Sidney had a friend,
A duck named Whiffle-jack,
To whom he voiced his joys and woes;
The duck, in turn, said "Quack!"
"Why am I here on this green earth,
Have I significance?"
To this the duck said "Quack!" (of course),
And did a duck-like dance.
"If I were not a person, but
A type of garden fruit,
Which would I be--a strawberry?
A pear? A peach? Oh, shoot!"
While Sidney's mind spun round and round
And started glowing red,
Ol' Whiffle-jack said "Quack!" (again)
And shook his feathered head.
"And if I were a color, or
A shape, or from the past...?"
Poor Sidney's brain malfunctioned, he
Fell down, and out he passed.
The duck looked vaguely puzzled, then
He drank a drop of rain.
"Quack, quack!" he said, then swam away,
Not needing to explain.