Duck Cover

He pulls the eiderdown Over his skinny little head Flashbacks in his mind Of a nasty video One which scared him Almost out of his little mind If only he could rewind Starting back at the beginning Once such images Entered his tiny brain So hard to delete Over and over Turning the head outside in Beak opens wide Dabbing with nerves Like catching flies twitching with exhaustion Images floating in the mind Nodding off Awakens to nightmare Dreaming of justice The culprit is covering the tracks Eventually sleep falls Taking him to duck heaven Were he has a duck banquet Famous ducks from all over the world Dreaming in royal dreams smiling asleep In the morning sun Enters his room streams of light Awakening jumps out of his skin Flash backs hoping the culprit is nailed To get his shot at court Were he will answer questions On morality No more Mr.. Nice duck Brings out deep within The bad and ugly side Of his soft makeup Second thoughts Just be himself Stand firm and be counted Like a legionnaire In the desert Caught in sandstorms When the sand settles This duck will brew the mother Of all storms Sweet roaring thunder he will strike see who cries over spilled milk then