Dads ducks

• Michelle Braczkowski, Grade 6
• Poetry
• 2004

My dad works on trucks
And owns just two white ducks
He feeds them every day
And he will not give them away
When he's gone he gets my mum
To wash both of them one by one
Then she dries them up
And gets a really old cup
She puts duck food in it
And feeds them to it
When they're done eating food
They turn out really rude
Then my dad comes home
And sits there by the phone
He waits and waits and waits
So he could give them to his mates.