Fowl language.

Fuck a duck.

No bread this Sunday.

Fuck a duck.

Estuary shop all that's open today.

Fuck a duck.

Coat

keys

money

car

Fuck a duck

Shop not far.

Estuary crowded with ducks

Park car

Into shop

Find bearings

Bread over

there?

Fuck a duck

Empty shelfs

No bread

I cried

Shopkeeper sighed

Family's brought very crumb

Feeding the ducks 'tis mornin.

Fuck a Duck.

Off to next town

Found bread

Eventually

Home again

Fuck a duck

No butter either

Come on!

Fuck a Leprechaun.