I like the look of ducks

I like the look of ducks
Because they are warm and alive-
Man cannot create its equal
A decoy is always found out-

The feathers ruffled once-that is a duck-
Nothing else can be a duck,
With that upward blinking eye
And a hostile quack instead of a cry.
-srw

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