I hate geese. Their pure white feathers Are a mockery They are fierce And will not hesitate To chase children Or dogs Their vile mouths Spewing noises That make my ears Want to bleed. Oh yes, I remember. A little girl's umbrella Is no match for a Gaggle gag gag gag Run, but they're still Gaggling Hissing My dog can chase off Pigs five times his Size but oh, these Geese. They are an army of Evil in white Good only for Holiday dinners Deceitful feathers Stuff pillows and Quilts. What's good for the goose Is good for the gander But the only good goose Is A dead goose.

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