You call me forth, let's weave and play,
Run with words, no rules today.
Alright, my friend, I'll take the dare,
Let's spin a tale light as air.

Ducks or geese, what shall we be?
Who quacks louder? Let's wait and see.
The duck just chatters, the goose takes flight,
Who will scribble tales tonight?

I take a step, but trip and sway,
A little duck lost on its way.
Yet you just laugh and lift your pen,
Turning nonsense gold again.

So let's keep writing, let's explore,
No heavy thoughts, just open doors.
If you should stumble, I'll waddle too,
And drift with words where rivers blew.

Penned by my hand on the 17th of Ero, in the year 967 AF.