Just My Luck the Quack That Was Wack Was a Duck--
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I was jogging,
I saw a quack;
I stop and pondered;
What is that?
I thought this, this is wack;
Look at my slacks;
They had gotten wet;
From water I didn't spill nor did I sweat;
And I bet, ya! wondering;
Just what's going on;
Am I hallucinating.........
while still on the trail on the track,
In my wet drench now jogging slacks;
This here unpleasant, wasn't a pheasant;
For you see he poke and peck;
Yet you still wonder and ponder;
This flat-footed wonder was a Duck!!
JUST MY LUCK THE QUACK THAT WAS WACK WAS A DUCK--
yaaaaay ouch yeaaaa help!!!!
4/9/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
Copyright © James Edward Lee Sr. | Year Posted 2019
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