At first it appeared to me as a rubber ducky, but I wasn't wearing glasses and I was holding it by the tail. I shouted to my surely excited family members, "Hey, okra duck!" And then a Jethro Tull song got stuck in my head for some reason, but that's not relevant. So I took a picture and when I zoomed in, I figured out that it was a beak, not a bill, and we were dealing with an entirely different Jethro Tull song -er- species of poultry, that is. Okra chick! Okra peep? There's really no song in that, so I ate it. Mmmm... Okra peep.
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