Redheaded Ducks; Fancy Clothes and Hedge Funds. (A 420 word 9-line poem)

Fancy clothes are not for me.

After 40 work years I wear colors to tramp the woods,

roadsides, & coastlines; grow ideas; do yoga;

babysit grandkids; & perform 4-part cello gigs.

But these ducks!

Gleaming cinnamon heads & contrasting black/gray bodies.

Mayhap they’re avian hedge-fund guys diving for gold where value’s been shed,

“shorting” w/ those black-tip, blue-gray bills.

Redheads at work in their fancy clothes.