Ducky
Ducky
If you get sad and lonely,
your heart dry and gone to seed,
don’t try to find a woman,
a duck is what you need.
A duck won’t say you’re lazy,
won’t call you a disgrace,
won’t laugh when you get naked,
at least not to your face.
A duck don’t like to argue,
won’t mope around and cry,
won’t pitch a total hissy fit,
then whack you in the eye.
A duck won’t hog the covers,
won’t tell you that you snore,
make you leave your shoes outside,
or lock the bedroom door.
If you need a bosom buddy,
a duck will be right by your side.
Just ignore the laughter,
when you take him for a ride.
All these things I’ve told you,
are true, not just a hunch,
and if it ever aggravates you,
you can serve it up for lunch.
I’m a fan of your work. Kudos.
Brilliant and funny.
Thanks Glusi Mastronelli. 🙂
Thanks Eileen Browne, and Glusi Mastronelli. 🙂
Sorry for the misspelled name. Giusi.
I really am. 🙂
Mother Nature taught you well. Your poem beautiful yet deceiving is much like the world around us. I’m a fan, as well.
Thanks so much Joyce White. I’m honored.