No Chance >>> Poem by Manonton Dalan
No Chance >>>
too colorful ducks on pond
gliding in unison, they come
picking on floating tiny grass
singing their own brash band
left me in awe as they pass
didn't miss a beat; eyes right
fox is watching across to bunk
sensing with her longest tongue
too far to swim for feisty prize
sat down covers her head and yawn
mosquito happen on a way; sneeze
left in hurry with empty tease
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