The quack came from the duck and was originally a sound,
But one day it came out as an object, quite profound.
It was square and yellow with short little legs,
Coins for eyes, and arms that were pegs.
It waddled around quite a happy little thing,
It never spoke but used to dance and loved to sing.
If you ever encountered a quack you would surely know,
They made people happy wherever they go.
They live in chocolate rivers and liquorice trees,
Not in pepper bushes though because they make them sneeze.
You will never see a picture of a quack though you know,
Immune to cameras so always a no show.
So, if you ever encounter a quack please do say hello,
They will make your day, or even your week glow.
© C Webber 2017