Little rubber ducky on the bathtub floor,
have you made permanent residence on the drain?
Nestled near the metal hair trap
it works hard to grasp every stray strand that could pass,
A veritable fortress collecting stray objects, resting near your yellow squeak,
How is it that you are now a daily friend of my shower?
How odd to consider that you are not a stranger to my day,
you are the comfort that smiles at me from the sudsy water remains of my wash,
The instant reminder of my station in life,
with fondness I gently set you upright to float on the small puddle of water,
I guess the drain can not prevent you from having your lake,
As I could never remove you, my fond friend, from the company of my feet.
Little yellow rubber ducky on the bathtub drain.