Yes I waddle as I walk
and quack when I talk
but you make me laugh
you and your giraffe
neck so who’s the joke?
Quack Quack is how I talk
at least people don’t have to hark
trying to figure out a sneezing bark
something onomatopoeia finds stark!
I shake my tail down every trail
while you stalk people in a fuchsia rack.
So you tell me who’s been high on wassail?
Yes I can’t sport a fuchsia percale
but I’m a domestic bird gone upscale.
People made a TV show called duck-tale
and even duck a l’orange a dish they still hale!
So please excuse my realistic remarks that wale
your percale coat, I’ll give you a minute to wail!
Author's Notes: This poem reenacts a dialogue between a duck and a flamingo wherein the duck massacres the flamingo with sarcasm !
inspired by : https://youtu.be/2kP8V_A4Bnw