And here is a poem by Roger McGough (hylarious guy xp )
I love a duck called Jack
He's my very favourite pet
But last week he took poorly
So I took him to the vet.
The vet said: 'Lad, the news is bad,
Your duck has lost its quack
And there's nowt veterinary science
Can do to bring it back.'
A quckless bird? What thankless luck!
Struck dumb without a word
Rendered mute like a bunged-up-flute
My splendid, tongue-tied bird.
All day now on the duvet
He sits and occasionally sighs
Dreaming up a miracle
A faraway look in his eyes.
Like an orphan for his mother
Like a maiden for her lover
Waiting silently is jack
For the gab to coma back
For the gift of tongues that goes...
Please feel free to comment on what you think!!
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