I sat on a rock and stared
At the wisps of cloud
Obscuring the blue of the sky
The grey drew nearer
And I realized it was not merely grey
But aqua, navy, burnt, and yellow
I tried to scream
No words left my mouth
Then they left the sky
Plummeted to the earth
From the shelter I had taken only seconds before
I saw them
Those ducks
Those stupid ducks
Those stupid suicidal ducks
Destroy what remained of my garden
May one thousand starving rednecks boil you alive
As I watch my garden be avenged.
Oct 24, 2014
Oct 24, 2014 at 8:20 PM UTC
I sat on a rock and stared
At the wisps of cloud
Obscuring the blue of the sky
The grey drew nearer
And I realized it was not merely grey
But aqua, navy, burnt, and yellow
I tried to scream
No words left my mouth
Then they left the sky
Plummeted to the earth
From the shelter I had taken only seconds before
I saw them
Those ducks
Those stupid ducks
Those stupid suicidal ducks
Destroy what remained of my garden
May one thousand starving rednecks boil you alive
As I watch my garden be avenged.
Constructive criticism welcomed. Thanks to Ena for the idea.
