Love Duck Poems

Springtime is upon us,
And I'm perched upon a tree,
I would truly love to write
But there's nothing I can see, 
When all at once I saw...

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In springtime's realm, by a lake so fair, 
A princely duck, with a crown to wear. 
His consort, a beauty by his side, 
In love,...

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Susie slipped bits of food into her apron pockets.
Ran down to the pond, with her prettiest lockets.
Showed the baby ducks her loot, crackers and stuff.
She...

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Goose, goose, goose... duck!

They say they love and are not full of hate.
But listen to their speeches, with all their beseeches,
and judgemental and condemning ruminate.

And...

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Quack quack

I have a story
Hold the sit
One man one army
One house three children
One suside two'left
Education of children guts to hold the time
Ages going one man...

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No more duck and cover or hiding in plain sight. 
No more hiding your heart in a cave
No more running from your Canadian goose self....

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A swan and ducks

In the garden of a hotel, we could afford 
a black, beautiful swan in a fenced-in lake
to protect from entering.
It was a...

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Limericks II - Nature Poems and Animal Poems

Dot Spotted
by Michael R. Burch

There once was a leopardess, Dot,
who indignantly answered: "I’ll not!
The gents are impressed
with the...

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These are poems about animals by Michael R. Burch

Double Limerick: The Platypus
by Michael R. Burch

The platypus, myopic,
is ungainly, not erotic.
His feet for bed
are over-webbed,
and what...

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Lord Love A Duck

Quacky little bird call
When you hear it coming duck!
If farmer Fudd is after you
You're running out of luck

Totin' shotgun and bird shot,
Son,...

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Ducks do love French fries
Those salty potato snacks
Are duck chocolate....

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FEARS A VICTIM     duck

If you are scare you are mostly chicken
It you are afraid you’re mostly chicken
If you are dodging something...

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How can ducks look so serene,
gliding swiftly 'cross the pond?
While just below the water's surface,
frenzied churning's going on.

Webbed-feet are all in action,
like old piston-pumping wells,
Not...

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Awakened and degenerated, I feel I am clashing somewhere 
The clouds appear and then depart, just another face amongst billions  
Millions of colors of...

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On the main campus of the University of Wollongong
I saw a duck couple walking side by side
Around them were their kids, couples of little ducklings
How...

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