My active duck, you inspire me to write.
I love the way you skip, sleep and waddle,
Invading my mind day and through the night,
Always dreaming about the old toddle.

Let me compare you to a discreet tune?
You are more discrete, lifelong and sunny.
Neat sun heats the funny peaches of June,
And summertime has the waste of money.

How do I love you? Let me count the ways.
I love your elbows, thigh and eyelashes.
Thinking of your epic thigh fills my days.
My love for you is the sublime splashes.

Now I must away with a divine heart,
Remember my strong words whilst we're apart.