Clucking Duck

The duck is on the loose,
He's chasing big a goose,
They're on an island far away,
They've been there since the month of may.

The duck starts to cluck,
The goose gets confused,
A cluck?
This is wierd,
& as I feared,
It clucks like a hen,
In front of all the men,
It is unique,
But they all call him a freak,
I think its cool,
I think it really rules!

They should see him just like me,
Cool & funny & smart is he,
I love him with all my heart,
Like a  precious work of art,
How he is pleased with what he has,
Like noone I've even known.