I saw a feather come of a duck
The duck was quite unaware
Calm and floating head held proud
This duck had a regal flair
Singularly just paddling along
The discarded feather afloat on its own
With duck navigating the plants and reeds
Oblivious of natures assault course it seems
Copyright © 2008 Ray Feasey
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