Feed the Ducks
Jeremy ran with his stick waving it wildy before him. He had never been so happy about what he was doing. It seemed like such a simple thing to do, he didn’t understand why people hadn’t done it before. It was great watching the huge flock of them waddle ahead as he drove them on. Suddenly the first few took off and he knew his job was done here.
“Be free ducks be free!”
“Sir what are you doing?”
“Freeing the ducks like the sign says.”
“Sir the sign says Feed the Ducks. Now you can round them back up.”