Four mentally-questionable men ran today
The duck stares
Five mile circle to honor Pi day
The duck, never cold, still stares
Green flashes light up the airways
The duck still stares
Post-run huddle under the archway
Those armor piercing duck eyes still staring
How much does a post-run BT weigh?
The duck, walking backwards, still staring
Does the commons have a bidet?
Duck, we have no bread, why the constant stare?
Time to disperse and go conquer the day, aye!
– No HDHH this month @ Splinter’s. See BB for replacement venue and acknowledgement of disappointment.