The Beast within me...

The Beast in me it is
a Duck
While macho men whisper what
bad luck
I waddled about in my old
pickup truck

And in time I grew comfortable with
my feet
Whispers of bad luck would not
me defeat
So with love and kindness I traveled
the street

And while others flexed to show
their might
I shook my head no that
ain't right
No not in fear, not that at all, my head filled
with sweet delight

I stretched out on feathered
wings
Hoping I could do better
things
Leaving behind the world of muscle
kings

Now winter's grip freezes the northern
pond
And flexing muscle try hard to
respond
Love took me high and far
beyond
To wallow in a Southern
pond

https://www.amazon.com/St-Croix-novel-William-Wright/dp/1735752207/ref=sr_1_1?dchild=1&keywords=St.+Croix%2C+the+novel&qid=1630504276&s=books&sr=1-1&asin=1735752207&revisionId=&format=4&depth=1



Vegans are as Vegans do, down with gluton too !  Does Celiac depression really exist ?
Vegan Biker's of America Unite !  Put an end to pig roasts, roast squash !

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