The Evisceration of a Mallard Duck

I could not condone,
Appealing constituents
In droves,
Performing miracles on the steps to the Capitol.

An unlikely Bisquick dream,
Incoherent as it may seem,
The fluff of a white rabbit,
Gone down into the underworld.

I’ve had time to process
The latency of time,
In droves,
Something we had never planned to do.

Now that the occupation
Has succeeded,
I need rest.

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