050510G i watch with envy
two ducks massaging leaves
with their pretty slotted beaks
maybe hunting for tiny shrimps
web feet keeping them steady
like propeller on oysterly juice
soundless, efficiently being use
they saw me but didn't runaway
look up and continue their way
they're nice couple i could tell
no arguments heard just a toil
how many more of us has that
you're lucky please keep it intact
poem by Manonton Dalan
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