Satire Poetry posted December 27, 2014


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A poem

The Deadly Duck Named Chuck

by michaelcahill



 
The Deadly Duck Named Chuck
 



Idyllic pond where duckies paddle free,
enclosed on ev'ry side to keep them in.
For huntin' season's soon to start with glee;
to let them loose would be a sportsman's sin.
 
Quack, quack! Splish, splash! Chuck paddles, water's warm,
with minnows by the millions; life is grand.
No clever foxes hunting like the norm,
a mallard heaven, all is blissf'lly bland.
 
A Lear jet touches tarmacs warm embrace--
brave Hunter waddles down the exit ramp.
The thrill of hunting glowing on his face,
bedecked in Neiman Marcus—he's a vamp!
 
A noise alerts, but Chuck knows not his plight.
The gate is open in strolls: "Balls? has none…"
Without a clue, Chuck takes a leisured flight,
and meets this hunter's  AK Forty Sev'n.
 
He had no chance; Chuck's lost this grand canard.
This hunter's heart's ensconced within pure lard.




 

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