Duck


Like a duck

On a pond

I spied you

There sitting in

The marsh pretending

To be the

Trees I heard

Your heart race

Smelling your breath

Fly I will

Giving you thrills

Shoot me you

May not because

I’m free you’re

The wet one

Pretending to be

Something else hoping

To take me

Down by surprise

So, what did you think?

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