Where are My Geese
They used to stay
where the trotter horses run
Where could they have gone?
I do miss them--
their regal style
Their relaxed manner...
Their moments Royal --
gliding in the air.
Only for those short moments
-- not enough
for my liking
How it would be grand
to see them every day
In the air over the land --
tickling the bluing
Sky --- Honk Honk Honk
That funny way they
talk and sing
Honk honk and honk again
They must know
how much I
like seeing
and admiring them...
I like seeing them
any time of the day
Where have they gone
today.
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