Don’t duck it

Don’t duck it
You’re plucked.
Puckered skin wrinkles your neck.
You’re reckless, enjoy the brinkmanship –
Flew in, didn’t think, didn’t check it out.
Now, it’s sink or swim.
Beak forward, you can do this –
You still peck!
They’ll never notice if you wear a wig.
Such fluffy stuff, bright yellow –
What a chick!
Duck in disguise, stare them all out.
Rise, black-beady-eye defiant.
It’s your skin, be bold in it –
Don’t let them body-shame –
You win, you’ve got the prize.
You’re not the ugly duck.
Pink is your colour – flaunt it, flamingo!
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