| "A Day at the Park" |
| "Want a day to relax?" "Why sure, sounds like fun." "Why not go to the beach And fry out our buns?" "No, no," said the girl, "The best place to be Is the quiet park! From all stress we shall flee!" And they went there that day And thought it was swell, Till they rounded the corner, And in the lake the girl fell. All the algae and muck Crawled up on her face, Covering her body, Like mildewy lace. She cried for her friend, To help her out there But no sooner she said it, Till the ducks attacked her hair. The came one by one, Led by the geese, Honking their horns proudly, Their coats made of fleece. Then the regiment stopped, As a goose called out loud, "No more intruders! This is our park now!" And one by one, After given an order, Stuck their ends in the air, Giving out an awful odor. Wow, did they run. The humans I mean. As we, I mean, the ducks chased them. And attacked them, unseen. As said by a witness, And one who just knows, Don't take their habitats Or the ducks *Quack* will blow. |