Best Sitting Duck Poems

I was a sitting duck when the tide came in.
No idea it would go past my chin.
I struggled and I flopped.
I bucked and I hopped.
It took me way out to sea.
I went under quickly, poor little me.

But a dolphin came along and gave me a...

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I see the perfect girl, yet I still refuse to accept the invitation
The means to acquire her beauty would not reveal themselves
the descending power did not fall down upon me
Lack of time, prior attachments, and incompetence had left me a sitting duck
now I sit... left...

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My skin crawls as I watch a hand,
disembodied,
reach yet again into the Tollhouse bag.
Bright, artificial yellow. It burns my eyes.
Countless chocolate chips are shoveled down my gullet
as if crumbs to a wretched, starving creature.
I’m only jarred out of my sinful haze by catching si th...

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