When you get sad and lonely,
your heart dry and gone to seed.
Don't try to find a woman.
A duck is what you need.
A duck won't say you're lazy,
won't call you a disgrace.
Won't laugh when you get naked.
At least not to your face.
A duck don't like to argue,
won't mope around and cry,
pitch a total hissy fit,
then whack you in the eye.
A duck won't hog the covers.
Won't tell you that you snore.
Make you leave your shoes outside,
or lock the bedroom door.
If you need a bosom buddy,
a duck will be right by your side.
Just ignore the laughter,
when you take him for a ride.
All these things I've told you,
are true, not just a hunch.
And if he ever aggravates you,
you can serve him up for lunch.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
We had a pet Mallard named Squeaky..this is so true about ducks..very funny..
Very kind of you Lorraine Margueritte Gasrel Black. I glad you got a smile. :)