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The ducks are on the waterAt twenty-three below.They are so intelligent,Are you saying you don’t know? Its fifty-five degrees warmer,Than being in the air,The water’s above freezing,Ducks swim without a care. ‘Course we’re talkin’ free rivers,Not some flat and large calm lake,Where the ice is twenty-inches thick,For Pete’s and Goodness’ sake! So when you see an ice hole,With some men ice fishing,You know ducks are quackin...

Ducks

I needed to laugh today. Hope it brings a smile to your face too.

Let us talk about ducksShould be easy with any luck.They don't growl and they don't cluck.They quack and quack and don't get stuck. They have cute webbed feet,Their meat is such a treat,They don't bark and they don't bleat,They like fish; tasty to eat. When winter came, south they flew,I really like them in my stewThey don't meow and they don't moo,Come for dinner, I'll cook for you. Summer comes, back to the bay,Peking d...

A Writer's Lament

What's a gal to do when her muse disappears?

My muse has gone missing! She just up and left. Abandoned, alone... I'm confused and bereft. I've looked high and low, But she's not to be found. Dagnabit! Why, oh why, did she Have to go underground? The world slows to a crawl When my muse isn't here. Plainly, she is the one Who shifts me out of low gear. Without her, 'tis true I'm at a sad loss. For in most facets of life, My muse is the boss. What's for dinner? Who kno...

Expansion of Mankind Chapter Four

Transition to civilian rule

The Council sat there for a few moments, stunned by Troyal's announcement that they may be at war. But then he continued, “I'm sorry if I have led you to a hasty conclusion that war is imminent, I don't think it is or even if it means war. Who knows how far this ship has traveled or how long ago it left its starting point. When I said soon I meant within some hundreds of years, not next week. Who knows how long it will ta...

Time with Gran and Da

I remember spending wonderful summers, holidaying with my great grandparents.

When I was a child, I lived with my mum, dad and baby sister. It was quite hard going, as dad had a stressful job in the police force and mum was mostly busy with the baby. So, I used to look forward to going to stay with my great grandparents. When we moved house (the first of many times as it turned out) and I changed schools, I was delighted because although it wasn't all that far from our last home, we were closer to...