Duckie Bad Hair Day

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feathers in the grass
cool wind is blowing hard
ducks lost their attire

forgotten cheez its
another flaw in their day
along with bad hair

hope you grow back fast
or you will need to become
coppertone duckies

in his mouth a rod
he holds this like a cigar
tragic beating heart

why is he chewing
now his wife has one too
oh heavenly pretzel

you fooled this fools eyes
also her heart of drumbeats
summon peaceful sea

tranquil quiet winds
listen to frolicking waves
symphony of seas

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