The Attack of the Old Chatty Duck
The Old Chatty Duck emerged from the pond, and he wondered whose nerves he could get on.
People walked by and gave him a glance, but the quaking of the duck could not escape Lance.
The Old Chatty Duck he quaked so loud. There was no peace for Lance. No head in the clouds.
Lance stopped and he pondered. Did he do everything, right? He wondered.
Off again he trekked on his journey, determined everything would be perfect. That’s why he left extra early.
Quickly he ran back to check the door knob. He hoped checking the lock would not make him late for his job.
He sat at his desk and tried to focus. His thoughts were jumbled and buzzing like a thousand locust.
And the quaking grew louder and louder. Poor Lance’s happy mood turned sour.
At his desk, he typed and he typed. Constantly checking to make sure his words were just right.
Lance closed his eyes and breathed in and out. He was determined to tune the Old Chatty Duck out.
The Old Chatty Duck decided to give it a rest. He would return another day to create a new mess.
Lance got on with his day, and he was even able to smile. He silently hoped he wouldn’t see the Old Chatty Duck for a while.
The Old Chatty Duck awoke Leon from his sleep. He grabbed his journal because his thoughts were too deep.
Leon became upset and started to shout. He wanted the ducks quaking to stop.
He wrote down his actions in a hurry, and the quaking of the duck began to get blurry.
He breathed out deeply and slow. Leon could feel it was almost time for the duck to go.
Leon looked for the duck, but he was done with his attack. He knew just what to do if that duck ever came back.
The Old Chatty Duck is a menace and a pest.
He stops special people from being their best.
Those that fight will see him less and less.
And when they do they’ll put his excessive quaking to rest.