There was once a duck.
He was orange,
He had duck problems.
But one day his duck problems because real problems.
"Oh my gosh," quacked the duck. He had spotted a human. His mother taught him if he ever saw a human, he were to run, because he was orange. They would try to give him strange bread, that if he ate, he would turn into a boring black duck! Duck took off. He kept looking over his shoulder checking to see if the human was following him. She was!!!! Run faster, the little duck thought. It was no use. The human had caught him! What would he do now?
"Aww look at this cute duck," the human shouted. "It's so orange and pretty."
Wait what? Thought the duck. Where's the bread? Had his mother lied to him?
