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Dangerous Ducks

I wonder where the ducks go
When the sun goes down at night
Its quack and waddle all day long
While plainly in our sight


They paddle gaily ’round the pond
While always in our view
As if they need an alibi
For what they plan to do


But when it’s dark they disappear
And who knows where they go
I’m sure they must be somewhere
Ah, but where I’d like to know


We know that rabbits burrow
And the wrens head to their nest
But where the ducks go still remains
A mystery at best


Do they check into a cheap motel
And play the TV loud?
Or put on leather jackets
And run with a rowdy crowd?


Do they smoke and drink and party
And hang in sleazy bars?
Or terrorize their neighbors
Stealing hubcaps off of cars?


Go on and laugh, if you see fit
That’s certainly your right
It is, that is, if you know where
The ducks go every night!

This poem is linked to One Shot Wednesday at One Stop Poetry and Jingle Poetry and Purple Tree House

  1. March 1, 2011 at 8:01 PM

    Ohmigosh! I loved this! The metrics were spot on, the rhyme true – and the poem was a riot! Very Jack Prelutsky – and wonderful!

  2. March 2, 2011 at 4:47 AM

    Playful and fun! I enjoyed it.

  3. March 2, 2011 at 1:49 PM

    ok, checking my closet tonight to see if the ducks are hiding there…just to be safe…this was fun

  4. March 6, 2011 at 2:12 AM

    Oh look it’s Glorious!

    …I wonder where the ducks go…

    Immediately caught, trapped in the goose-chase, wrens and rabbits, then you collapse it into cheap motels and loud tv’s and college students on a riot!

    It’s playful, it’s vivid, it’s fantastic.

  5. March 7, 2011 at 10:22 AM

    elegant and playful..
    love the wit in it as well..


    Please feel free to share 1 to 3 poems with our potluck poetry today, first time participants could use old poems or poems unrelated to our theme, Thanks..
    Happy Monday!

  6. March 7, 2011 at 11:48 AM

    wondering ducks are very cute..

    love the imagery, welcome to JP..


  7. March 7, 2011 at 11:51 AM

    They are ducking from view! I enjoyed your witty poem! 🙂

  8. March 8, 2011 at 4:52 PM

    Fun, chuckle-inducing, good piece.

  9. March 8, 2011 at 6:37 PM

    cute little rhymer…I do know where the ducks go at night but I promised I wouldn’t say anything.

  10. March 9, 2011 at 5:08 AM

    They head to various nightclubs in downtowns around the world and perform stand-up comedy. They really quack everybody up.

  11. May 28, 2011 at 11:28 AM

    beautiful wonders, thanks for linking.


  12. May 29, 2011 at 1:03 AM

    Ducks nest in tall grass.

  13. June 2, 2011 at 12:31 PM

    This is hilarious. One of my neighbors built these semi-underground hutches for wild ducks in the winter and they went in there 😛

  14. November 4, 2011 at 4:52 PM

    Aha, I see Lydia has the right answer. (I used to live across the road from a duck pond.)

    Kay, Alberta, Canada
    An Unfittie’s Guide to Adventurous Travel

  15. November 4, 2011 at 4:52 PM

    haha…great verse – fun
    love the versebend sign

  16. November 4, 2011 at 7:34 PM

    ducks go nowhere?

    fun verse, thanks for sharing.


  17. November 6, 2011 at 2:11 PM

    a surprise to see you,
    well done humor,
    keep your verse in sunshine basket.

  18. December 23, 2011 at 9:11 AM


    Happy Holidays….
    I know you write stunning Haiku, welcome sharing with us,
    1 to 3 or more are welcome.
    no theme.
    Hope to see you in,

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