Ducks and geese,
Marched in a limited line,
Knowing full well the goal across,
Was the other side of the street.
These birds reached that side,
In the second of an eye.
The cars and trucks,
On an angle from then,
Crossed the intersected street,
Knowing full well how long it would take,
To reach their goals,
To head home,
In hours from the time they travelled.
Looking at the bird's travel routes,
Made the car people wonder,
Whether their cars were just a blunder,
That got them nowhere,
With high speed,
And ducks and geese went everywhere,
To their own home and home street.
With just walking speed.
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