Ode To William Wordsworth Poem by Carolyn Brooke

I walked about a bit on my own
Looking round the vales and hills
And then I saw them in a crowd
A host, of ducks with great big bills.
Sitting around, beneath the trees
I took them down the local Chinese.

I sold them to the bloke in there
He seemed quite happy with the lot
He gave me twenty quid a pair
And asked if any more I’d got
I told him no, and he was sad
I went home feeling really bad.

As I sat down that night to tea
(Egg and chips, made by me mum)
I thought how he had faith in me
And now I felt like rotten scum
What had I got for a tasty dish?
My eyes alighted on me dad’s tropical fish

Twelve months later I’m rich as can be
I have no worries, and no regrets
The only snag as I can see
Is that no-one round here has any pets
(Any more)
I had to move away from the town
Before the neighbours could hunt me down

I drove away right through the night
To find a new place to hang my hat
I knew what I’d done wasn’t right
Besides, my mum had been fond of that cat
I vowed to kill no more, for cash!
And to turn vegetarian, quick as a flash.

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Yum, yum.