by S L McClutchie

Created on: March 12, 2009   Last Updated: November 11, 2011

A duckling brood suddenly appear,
But rats are a plenty and I fear.
Their yellow teeth might just nab a baby.
But is their luck in; just maybe.

As mother duck suddenly emerges,
She grabs the villain and submerges it.
I stare in awe at her skill,
Feeling pathetic as rats just make me feel ill.

But here she is, tiny, feathered and brave,
Saving her baby from such an early grave.
The rat's been dismissed with a flea in it's ear.
The babies quack happily, what a joy to hear.

Suddenly the ducklings are splitting in half.
Thankfully their quacking is still like a laugh.
Their proud mother glides through.
They bob up and down ; all approve.

Their Mum's the bravest duck in the town.

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