"Pack of Poems"
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters from the series Darkwing Duck. They belong to Disney. These poems were written out of appreciation for the show.

"Alliteration Cinquain"

Darkwing
Dramatic, dashing
Defending, ducking, diving
Defying death, deflecting disaster
Do-gooder

"Autobiography"

Gosalyn Waddlemeyer-Mallard
Energetic, Mischievous, Spirited
Adopted daughter of Drake Mallard
Who loves sports, video games, and adventure
Who feels sad about her grandfather's death
Who needs affection, room to run around, and her best friend
Who fears Principal Farnsworth, Taurus Bulba, and losing her father
Who would like to see New Duck City
Who dreams of pursuing a career in big business
Gossie

"Public Enemy Number One"

You've never seen me
But I'm here, to be
The worst this city will see
I'm Dr. Slug, it's a little odd
For a criminal to be a gastropod
I've yet to meet the clod
Called Darkwing Duck, he'll decay
And I'll succeed, he's not that great, I'll find a way
I guess Taurus Bulba had a bad day
Negaduck, please take note
I more than you deserve the vote
Signing off now, quote unquote

"Negaduck"

There was a duck who wasn't nice.
He and DW were like fire and ice
Then Gos and LP, to whom Darkwing sticks
Finally told Negaduck to hit the bricks
Since then, life in St. Canard's been paradise

"The Pride of FOWL"

You know my name, my occupation
FOWL reaches every single nation
Call me Steelbeak, cross me -- you're in pain
SHUSH can't stop us; Gryzzie groans in vain
I'm da tops, High Command is nothing without me
The Chief Agent is da ideal position to be
Money, fame, success
I won't settle for less
Standing ovations, turning da tide
I've only a couple thorns in my side
It'd be the greatest of my strife
To take Darkwing Duck's life
That thing with Ammonia Pine was nothing, though
Honestly, dat goil doesn't know the word "No!"
But I've got de looks, I've got de style
A distinct laugh, and an evil smile
We at FOWL give all we've got
And believe moi, that's a lot
What I think, I think rationally
I never go off the handle, not me
I've got nothing to lose
And now I must choose
My options are many and a mouthful
But nobody can say I ain't successful

"On Being the Smart One"

Hi, have we met?
I'm the one in the corner at parties
At sports, I'm all wet
(And I don't mean swimming!)
Are you a scholar, like me?
I enjoy various subjects
Math, or how ducks came to be
My name is Honker Muddlefoot
My mother's your basic housewife
My brother's a bullying coot
Dad's a salesman for Quackerware
I befuddle my family, but not my best friend
Mom thought about sending me to a private school
I said no, I'm with Gosalyn to the very end
I really wish I could be like Gos
She uses an ink pen on crosswords, can be defiant
She's practically made of gristle, so sure of herself
Her father loves her, even when she wrecks his house
Knowing Gosalyn as I do, that's a heroic feat in and of itself
We're a quartet, a group
Gos is the catalyst, her father's leader
I'm the brains, Launchpad's the goof
I'm not complaining, I won't trade it for anything
People wonder what I'll do with my life
They assume a scientist or doctor
With Gosalyn as my domineering wife
She knows just what she wants --
To follow in Daddy's footsteps
I'd like to be the next Darkwing Duck
Not a sidekick, truth be told, I hated it
But considering my rotten luck,
She'll be Quiverwing, I'll be the Arrow Kid
I wish I weren't quite so meek
I couldn't help my speech impediment
I can't help it if almost everyone calls me "geek"
I want more than anything to be Gosalyn's partner
I'd like to leave the "nerd zone"
Not change completely,
But stand on my own
That's all I really want,
Is it too much to ask?