That's Just Ducky

Passed by a duck Driving a bright yellow car I couldn't help but wonder If she'd make it very far; She went by perfectly Never veering left or right Straight and steady As if in graceful flight; Impressed was I To say the very least, for I've never known any birds to drive Not even the great and amazing Canadian geese; Now, ofcourse I have seen many a fowl Fly right on by But never a one Not up in the clear blue sky; Manys the time I've witnessed our fine feathered friends Swiftly moving near and far But oh no, never At the wheel of a car; Some things A person does see, well Now they just Cannot be; But there it was Plain as rain A duck driving a car In the passing lane! I grabbed My cell phone To get its picture And call home; It was then I got a closer look At the feathered bloke And came to decide It all must be some sort of demented joke; A lunatic's game My mind was playing An insane egg My brain was laying; For I noticed, as the crazy car passed 'PSYCHO-DUCK' read the license plate on the back... Right then and there I lost all interest As I realized, this duck was nothing more than a mere 'quack'.