Saturday, November 29, 2014

winter jacket

The Warm Jacket Ducks have two sets of feathers outer ones, which are watertight and inner feathers that is soft as a young man’s whispery beard. Ducks are never cold and can waddle a frozen pond with the greatest of ease if not with elegance. I wanted a jacket of duck feathers so I killed five hundred of them and asked my elderly porcelains’ duck to sew me one. In case you wonder I sold the plucked birds to hotels and restaurants. I’m never cold now can walk out in all weather and not feel the cold. Only I do feel like a mass murderer- send him to Hague- so much killing just so I could feel snug. When spring comes I will put the jacket near the lake so ducks can pick feathers that ones belonged to their fore-ducks and make cosy nests for their chicks. My porcelain’s duck tells me that if I had shot two polar bears, I would have had enough soft fur for two jackets and a pair of trousers. Now, why didn’t I think of that?

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