Farmer Accidentally Crossbreeds Duck and Cow, Sells “Quilk” at Farmer’s Market
Ma squawked, “It moos and quacks!”
Pa sniffed, “Smells like eggs and cheese snacks.”
The calf waddled in with webbed hoof,
Chugged pond water from the chicken roof.
Its udder hissed and splashed like rain,
And its milk had a suspicious grain.
He bottled it up, called it “Quilk,”
With slogans like “For bones and beaks of silk.”
Hipsters lined up in plaid delight,
Payin’ ten bucks for one pint’s fright.
“It’s cruelty-free, just weird as hell!”
Said a food blogger from Chapel dell.
Now they breed in a muddy moat,
And local ducks protest, yellin’ “GOAT!”
Alan Nafzger (editor@bohiney.com)