Peeking Duck
Eavesdropping girl on her mother's call
hears rapid voices rise and fall
curious young ears, sometimes misled
'peeking duck?' had her mother said?
"Peeking duck?" the girl did wonder
a sneaking duck, peeking yonder?
at a lily pad afloat on a watery reef
with a perching duck on a birch tree leaf?
or a lucky duck, free not stuck
in some oily mildew sandy muck?
or a peeking duck seeking luck
to keep his head attached to the butt
outside the sound a thwack, a quack
a squawk from the sky "get back, get back"
Mallards with unclipped wings spread wide
lifting aloft, their amber wings glide
Freedom for them
could she save one from slaughter?
a peaking duck
with his head under water?
Tousling and turning in a tangled sheet
feathers tickled her nose, her feet
her slumbered eyes still closed and shut
she reached in vain for the unlucky duck
from out of a dream, she shook her fuzzy head
this awakened girl in her rumpled bed
Oh peeking duck that cannot fly
your fate is set - you're doomed to die
only in dreams would you get away
no more peeking, no more play
someone's dinner, sad but true
oh PeKING duck, that dinner is you
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