Riddle Some 'Quotem'

 

 

A riddle some 'quotem' (quote and poem)
Do you get it? 

Too late my friend
To cast and prey
Upon my open feather.
By shooting the duck 
You lost your luck
And 
Lost your win forever! 

Toni Cairns 

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