Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Waiting for Love

I am a Mr. mallard duck.

In the mood to make love I be.

I found a nice spot and with luck,

Miss Right should be coming to me.

How could any female resist

The colorful feathers I sport?

I am dressed for romantic tryst.

Plus, I am such a charming sort.

I should be easy to be seen,

In gray water on this gray stone,

Holding up head, metallic green.

But so far I am all alone.

More bored I get, longer I stay.

I hope Miss Right is on her way.