Monday, March 23, 2020
Syllabus Of Silliness
The quack of a despondent duck
Slips unconsciously into the muck
When the farmer pummeled the duck with his truck
One can only speculate the grimace of the amuck
And all the glorious gasping clucks
As the flailing plumes being plucked
‘Twas havoc and thunderstruck,
When all that ends well in a potluck.
©️ 3/23/2020
- John Hardesty
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