Silly Poem: White Duck and White Swan

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I was a-walking
of an eve
down Riva way
when my eyes
set upon a scene
quite mysterious…

A worried white duck
was walking
on land
unable to swim…
for an angry white swan
with his hackles up
was in the water
waiting for him!

I cannot imagine
what the fight was about
but could fancy
the duck,
in his ducky way
quacking consternation
in a sonorous
“What the fu…frack
is your problem jack!”

The swan held his wings
in the angry swan way
and came near the shore
keeping his eye on the duck…
if the latter
tried to enter
the cool water
the swan would hiss at him
and keep him away!

This drama had gone on
for quite a long while
as tourists (and I)
looked on
to see how it’d go.
I think we were all routing
for the duck
at this point
for the swan was much bigger
and could do so much harm…
we all sympathise
with an underdog!

The swan
swam away,
went under the bridge
and cautiously
the duck
made a dive
into the water he went
with much happy splashing!

When to our horror
what did we see!
The swan had been hiding
setting a trap
and began swimming
at a great speed
his head down
right for the duck!

White duck
took to swimming
as fast as he could
his wings were a flapping
his quacking

The children
were yelling:
go ducky go!
As around and around
in the water
they flew!

The white duck
walked on the water
went under a bridge
then into the reeds
and out of the pond
lickity split!

The white swan
then swam in the water
his wings curled back
his head
arrogantly high
just who was the boss!

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