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I Was a Good Duck At One Time
I was a good duck at one time here i was at one time a duck in the wind up in the open blue searching for blue this was back in October freely i was flapping my wings to my own music when my eyes came upon a pond a nice beautiful blue pond of other ducks surrounded by a tall forest of trees yes, yes i was in heaven here i was so happy i was going to find my soul mate stretch my wings, nest have ducklings have a quack in my voice for once ... i then swim up to the most beautiful duck in the pond she's dead to the world to me i like that, i like that no risks no rewards i swim up closer she keeps floating away I catch up, I catch up I gave her a nudge it felt good but not real and then my inner alarm bells went off my heart drops at the decoy, the ruse the wooden ducks in the blue pond i'm dead i'm duck soup i can imagine hearing a shotgun blast i can live with that, that's life i then imagine a women's voice a familiar voice, i thought no, please i can't live with this its her ... the one from the past welcome to poetry soup instead ... she says ... yes, please my heart ache, my heart aches, now connie pachecho 2/16/17
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