The yellow duck story again

A YELLOW DUCK
ON ROLLER SKATES
ROLLS UP TO GASOLINE TRUCK
SCRATCHES A MATCH
AGAINST HIS ASS


Blam

LE DUC D'FLAMBEAU
TAKES OFF DOWN
THE ROAD
A FLAMING COMET
OF SMOKING VOMIT
OF FOUL FOWL FLESH
HITS A LARGE WOMAN
WHO HAD BENT OVER
TO REMOVE A STONE
FROM HER SHOE

Splat

HE HOT DUCKS HER ASS
THE CHARRED CANARD
DOES A BUTTOCK BACKFLIP
AND SOMERSAULTS VERILY VAULTS
THEN

Thud

LE DUC D'FLAMBEAU
LANDS IN THE RUE D'ENFILADE
PEPPERS THE STREET
WITH BONES AND GREASE
AND VARIOUS SOFT SHARDS
OF THE HOIST PETARD
AND


Sizzle

leaves everyone's nerves just a little fried



he from the yard had come in
and not with a sense of foreboding more that deja vu
he sniffs the still rancid air
notices the grease pattern
matches exactly a constellation
of little stars coming into larded view

aha he bends to pick up the burnt bent metal
didn't read the sign he says to the sallow air

and with estranged hand he brushes back his hair
feels some beaten thing in his shirt leaving
and with a sense of bemusement watches it walk away in disgust
and in his mind plays a loop of the same cartoon


quick - what rhymes with duck
mister too scared to leave a name

lurkey,lurkey, little turkey
a serving soft and featherery?
duck down

mustard bustard
i am a bastard
when it comes to the likes of you -
your golden eggs, naught but yellow turds