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When we got our assignment of week 47 I jumped the gun and wrote a complete song from two of the harvested lines. Nick gently suspended me from class but three weeks later I still find myself homeworkless. Worse than that, nobody commented on the song. Now the guidelines of SSG 48 and 49 obviously don't apply to it but still I'd like to know if people like the story or not, which of my sloppy phrasing can be improved etc

Thanks,

Dieter

Those ducks are geese

When I rode my bike along the d i k e s of river Scald the other night
Halfway to Mortimer's house I saw a yellow light
I quit being scared in the dark the day I read a book about
"How to combat fear" - it worked much better than with smoking

So I tied my iron rubber friend to the post warning for "river bend"
Courageously prepared myself for what looked like a tough descent
Wading through the high grass and trying to pass the barbed wire
Suddenly in front of me an old man by the fire

     Hello son, come sit next to me
     This fire's for the two of us
     And please don't be afraid because
     Those ducks are geese  

Those were the only words he spoke and finally when daylight broke
We stood up and put out the fire like men do
I rode back to the city, stopped at Rita's Inn for coffee
And went straight back to work, as if I'd had a good night's sleep

The doorbell rings, an officer, she asks me if my name is what  
my name is. I am charged with murder in the first degree.
The sirens wail above my head One constable is saying that
if it were for money he'd have understood

     You know son, you're disgusting me
     If they burn you it's a fire well spent
     I mutter "I am innocent"
     "Yeah, and Sunday is midweek"

The warder has unlocked my door "Now come on boy and lighten up your
face. Be happy she didn't let you down."
And mother she remembers me I could already read the paper
when I was in infant class. We hold the silence in our hands

(instrumental intermezzo)

A grey beard covers up my face. Nobody knows me in this place.
Every afternoon I walk up to the river bend.
I feed the ducks, I watch the geese heading south and overseas
At night I light the fire and hope to be redeemed

     Hello son, come sit next to me
     This fire's for the two of us
     And please don't be afraid because
     Those ducks are geese


   
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