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Salvatore, a most strange duck was he

unlike all the other ducks he never liked to

live near by any pond or sea

he once lived in tree tops and ant hills

though often for them he was much too big

why, one time he even tried to live beneath

a storm thrown twig

but all he got out of that were scratches on

his pretty orange bill

he never tried that again

for of leaves and biting termites he'd had just

about his fill

he once even tried living in a straw hut

but that was only until the big bad wolf came

and blew it up

then he was not only again homeless

but an awful duck muddy mess

and the three little pigs would not let him

move into their brick home with them

so you could say that poor Salvatore's prospects

were growing quite grim

I guess

until he came up with the bright idea of a

duck deck

a place where all ducks just like he

who chose not to live near the pond or sea

could rest each his weary feathered neck

could go and not be bothered with

water logged tired webbed feet

why, thought Salvatore, to his overly excited

self this place could really be quite neat

so he carefully thought and toiled over all

possibilities at hand

until at last he was able to come up with

one fantastic plan

a resort for ducks

yes, that is what he would aim to achieve

a place where ducks such as he

could happily live like you would never believe

but there was just one problem

Salvatore found out much, much later the hardest

way

there were no other ducks such as he

every duck he just so happened to meet

only wished dearly to live by the pond or sea

so Salvatore's bright rainbow of hope

turned a dull and disappointing gray

his lovely little resort never stood a chance

from the first word go

so Salvatore closed up shop and quietly went

away

to where we do not know

still

to this very day....................

(written in the earl 90's)