Ruffled

Ruffled
The wind was blowing a Hooley
The mallard he stood on the wall
His feathers were blown
Into the unknown
And the duck didn’t like it at all

He stood there looking straight at me
And I’m sure he was thinking “don’t laugh”
But humour you see
Got the better of me
Well I stood there doubled in half

Very good Beryl, nice photo as well. :)

exellent, chocky:thumbsup:

Thank you Rolf. :)
The poor duck was having a job to stand.

Thank you andy :)