The Hare & Duck


I listen around, easily scare
I'm just a lonely, little hare
You sit there, so full of luck
You can fly, being a duck
Yes, in any weather
We just spread our feather
Finding out track
By sounding our quack
I'm fast to outrun
The man with a gun
I'm in a special class
Expert to hide in grass
But how do you escape the hunter?
Oh, we just duck!

Wishing you a happy weekend. Ha de Gött!

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2 comments

  1. a wonderful, witty conversation between the hare and duck; written with ease and warmth 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Funny poem this Ulle. Thanks for the chuckle.

    Liked by 1 person

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