He apologised for the awkwardness of his wings

Awkwardness is a word

Of a type that I’ve often heard

Its like the word mosquiter

Not easy to match the meter

Nor do you have the time

To make the damn word rhyme

And worst when set in an exercise

To use the word apologise

                        ooo

There was a  drake called Dings

Who apologised for the size of his wings,

Every time that

He went to bat

On a duck by the name of Linglings

For their length was such

That he couldn’t do much

Although he often tried

To take a long ride

Using his wings as a sort of a crutch

For if you ever have been

Where a duck and a drake aren’t seen

Doing what they shouldn’t oughta

And that’s trying it out in the water

You’d see why Lings was never too keen

And the reason is that

He would go very flat

As his wings would drag

And cause him to sag

Somewhat like a drowning rat

And whenever they try

On the beach to lie

After he had taught her

To get out of the water

His wing on Ling was as high as the sky

So for a good duck’s sake,

If you’re  a drake on the make

The lesson for each -  don’t try on the beach                    

To get her peach is too long a reach.