Please Don't Fatten the Fowl - 1st Place

1st Place in Taboo Words Contest- July

Poem for the Taboo Words Contest - Prompt: Feeding The Ducks
Forbidden words: feed, ducks, drakes, beaks, bread, quack
(23 lines)


                                Paddle
                            through the
                   muck waiting for a
                                  splash.
                                     Who
                                  knows if


                               this meal may
                              just be our last?
                          “They’ve got too fat!” the keepers
                        spat, and now we do grow weary. The mothers
                      tisk and scold their brood, “Watch your sandwich, deary!”
                     Fish are nice, but soon there’ll be ice, and meals could be quite sparse.
                   Therefore we hope that you’ll take note and end this lettuce farce.
                  We cry and wail to no avail, as you all go walking by. It seems you do not comp-
                   rehend that surely we will die! We’ve grown quite plump, and we’ll admit: we have seen
  thinner days. But surely, YOU know (each visit, you show) it’s hard to change one’s ways. We’ll waste away and soon
                                    you’ll say,                        “We’re
                                     sorry!                                 Here’s
                                      a                                  loaf!”
                                   But                             much
                             too late                          will your
                         efforts    be,                         and won’t you
                            be an                                     oaf?