Ode to a White Duck
You always made me laugh and smile when you waddled in front of my van.
I watched you lead your little ones across the street.
How could anyone hit you with their car; you traveled less than a mile an hour.
Sometimes I would be irritated by you because you acted like you owned the road and deserved the right-of-way.
I laughed at your goose friend who honked at me and tried to chase my van.
Ducks are funny creatures, and I am sorry that your life was ended in such a violent way.
Isn’t it stupid that tears come to my eyes reflecting on your untimely demise?
Now there is one less goofy bird cussing me on my way to work.
Howard T. Duck: Every duck has his limit, and you scum have pushed me over the line!
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