Chuck the Duck
Chuck the duck chased Sally across the pond,
she was the prettiest girl duck he ever saw,
her feathers were soft and fluffy
with a personality which was not stuffy.
He had his eye on her for some time
as she swam before him flirting away,
pretending to be coy and hard to get
which made him quack and sweat.
One day while the birds were tweeting,
and the sun was at its highest point,
Sally was floating upside down in the pond,
her body looked flat and did not respond,
Chuck the duck was beside himself,
he discovered Sally was a plastic toy,
her beauty was not real and now deflated,
he quacked in sadness and is no longer elated.
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