The Duck That Laid Golden Eggs
Found it by the lake I was trying to cross
Webs slit, wings broken, unable to keep warm
Carried it up to my canoe and rowed away to my dry little farm.
The wife said I'm an idiot to bring another in when all our chicks starve, which is
When I leave it-but the next morning it's made a home in a ditch.
I notice something glisten in the dawning sun as it wrapped its feathers around my le...
Wednesday 8th May 2024 8:04 pm
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