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we hunt 'em down (or two old men watching ducks, and life)

by Charlie Morgan



catch that? that duck.

she's, you know, like a word, you know in a sentence. how they line up in a row, and then...

Huh?

well, i mean you don't know
what the words are up to; and that duck, she's up to somethin' too, ...just waddlin' around...but
what she's doin' means somthin'!

probably,

it has somethin' to do,
you know, with life...don't it?

I thought so. But why say it that way?

oh, you know my woman. she talks that way, like the ducks are up to somethin' we don't know about. 'sides, they all talk that way.

Like that?

yeah. yeah, like that.

Oh.

yeah, that's about all you can say, eh?

Yeah. 'bout all you can say.
I mean, it wouldn't do any good anyway.

yeah, i know. too bad they don't understand.
you know watchin' ducks is simple, well that's good,
ain't it?, we're not hurtin' nobody and
the ducks seem to be watchin' us.

Yeah, I see. Tell you what else.

what?

Them ducks, all they do is eat, quack,
shit and waddle...but you know,
that ain't too bad a life. eh?

nawww. not a bad life at all.

But, they gotta die, don't they?

well, yeah. you a fool or what?

Nahhh, just sayin' you know, they gonna die too.

i know.

Yeah.

yeah.

04/29/2005

Posted on 04/29/2005
Copyright © 2025 Charlie Morgan

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