Poetry
Little Yellow Ducky
By Wallace - 20 May 08
Little yellow duck strutting along
Quacking your song as you trot
Not a thought in your mind
Beside finding a bug
A tasty slug
To eat
Silly duck, you are without worry
No sorrow, no cares of tomorrow
Just a bit hungry, but that's it
What if you get sick?
You are far from home, alone
It's cold
Cute, tiny ducky, so very lucky
To have made it this far on the road
You don't even know the danger
Should a stranger notice you
Someone who isn't too keen
With you being happy
Little yellow duck plodding along
Still singing a ditty as you spot
A grub in a sidewalk crack
A tasty snack to munch on
Snap, you grab it up
To fill your belly
Smelly, slimy grub slithering by
You were just out for the day
When a big yellow thing appeared
Snatched you into the air
Now, you've disappeared
Like you were never
Even here
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Wallace's Poetry
- Final Credits
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- Hero
- shuffle, without repeat
- White Rabbit
- Emo
- The Riddle
- Bound
- cold embrace
- my Demon
- zombie
- Letting Go of My Heart
- Partner Soul
- Responsibility
- Parting the Cracked Glass
- The Box
- The Salmon
- The Morning After
- Cut Me Up
- Below the Cellar
- An Offering
- Flesh and Blood
- Moonlight Kite
- Baby
- The Starting Tale
- Bask in Your Light
- Part of Me
- The Arrival of Winter
- The Playground
- indigo petals
- Dark to Light
- Bathed in Blue
- disconnect
- frozen statues
- The Vampire's Lament
- Dreaming
- If I Love You
- The Damaged Soul
- I Wish I Could
- Strangers in the Day
- Standing by the Gate
- Periphery
- Who I am
- Song of the Journey's End
- Shards in the Moonlight
- Hear My Heart
- Ophir
- A Melancholic Tune