Just For Fun.... Poem by Jake Deeds

The old grey goose no longer sings

As he falls from grace and flings his wings

And flings his wings to no avail

Shaking and shuttering, his tail sets sail

And as he fell the gander thought it neat

...To watch the old squacker loose his feet

His severed feet then hit his bill

She loudly cackled as he took his spill

All that was left then hit a willow

And now the old grey goose resides in my pillow....