Peking duck

Peking duck

there once was a duck
with wings made of butter
and feathers of shimmering lard

he was dripping in fat
can you believe that! with
a stone-whetted beak like a shard

his oil-stained trail left
trout ripe for dressing
to be caught by fishers a’hungry

but one day they said it—
“his flight grew erratic”
and sacked missiles on his greasy behind