by Amber

Bullies

Quackity Quack Clap Clap

Ducks in the water, feathers ruffled

They bend and pluck them out one by one

Using their clever little beaks break

The water’s surface, ripples

PLOP, a piece of bread drops

The ducks gather around

Fighting to survive

In a cruel cold

Animal kingdom..

Never knowing when

The next crumb may fall

Savages, ducks they really are

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