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A fish hook through a ducks tongue,

Tangled in line.

Is it seizing?

Struggling alone, unsure of how badly it is entangled…

Like I’m okay, just a hook in tongue,

Just drowning a little bit,

Just flapping in tangles, just can’t stay on this log, out of the water…

Just a fish hook, I got it, all alone…

As the other ducks move away from it’s distress.

Should I help?

No, stay, do not mess to much…

Is it because of me?

No your just drawing…

Why should believe you?

I see now, it’s tangled…

I can help it!

I can pick it up, cut line,

Hook in it’s tongue.

Ignorance, Dullness, Ignorance, Dullness

Is it a belief that I can help it?

Picking it up, uncertain…

Hey man… sir… sir can you help me with this duck…

It has a hook in it’s mouth.

Stomachs, drivers in the park’s lot and what to do?

Pliers, a tool for it in the Toyota named Thank You.

Open car door, get pliers.

Man, Sir… please hold duck.

I will grab it’s tongue and we will clip it, and pull it through…

1,2,3 clips, it slipped, duck blood, didn’t rip it’s tongue, quick take charge and clip again, pulled it through, it’s done…

Fist bump, here have duck back.

Did we, did I, just save a duck?

Did I, did we have to?

Duck tounge is wounded, will duck be okay?

Duck back in the duck pond, now duck with tongue wound with other ducks.

Now what is to be done?

Hmmmmm… Dullness? Ignorance? Any Ideas?

I guess I shall finish drawing duck pond,

and then return to the Toyota named Thank You.

Duck Pond.