Finished lectures, Darrell and Harry began home,
Outside the library they paused to roam.
Suddenly, a few ducks appeared and began to frolic.
Darrell laughed, “Looks like me in bed. I’m psychotic!”
Harry moved closer; squinted in the sun.
“Darrell…I think the male duck is actually raping the other one.”
Thursday, 23 April 2009
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