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When Your Dream Job Is *This Close*

If I were a sniper

And also a duck

I’d rely on my training

And also my pluck

To take out a target

In one master stroke.

I’d let out a quack

When I see the guy croak.

Being a duck sniper

Some might call “fowl.”

But I could wear camo makeup

And maybe a cowl.

But alas I was born

With a bad lot of luck;

I could still be a sniper

But never a duck…


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Du’ck! An Acrostic Poem

Did you see it coming

Up above your head?

‘Cause if you didn’t, you’re probably

Kinda going to be a bit dead.




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Sorry can’t explain my apol…

Ogetic attitude

Right now

Regarding today’s poem.

Yep, that’s about it.

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