Recreational Solitude

State your indications with the upmost of valor
I’ll grab my wooden sword, you that crazy rubber mallard
We’ll fight and we’ll plow, but onward we venture
With the promise of treasure leading our carefree adventure

The sights we shall see cannot be described so easily
It’s not as if these cities are of the upmost simplicity
But the land that we’ve covered is far and wide
A bald eagle approaches, look alas, up in the sky

I grab my sword and charge thereafter
Plight as my cause, a just-cause defender
But the eagle’s astute; it just closes its eyes
Proceeds to fights us off, using trails of white lines

The aerial assault is too much to gander,
Use your defense, unleash the mallard
Trick the beast into benevolent abandon
While I swoop in and relinquish havoc

For dinner tonight, a glorious feast we shall eat
This prestige piece of bird, no generic rack of meat
Our adventure, although seemingly over quite sudden
Reaps the rewards of a meal of so much abundance

An uncanny duo, you and I once were
On that humid day, our quote en quote “mini-adventure”
But alas, no matter how many days seem to pass
I’ll never forget how that rubber mallard saved my ass