Mr. Goose -poem

Mr. Goose( poème extrait)




When Mr. Goose woke up one day

He said 'It's time to fly away,

I must head south before too long

For louder winter sings its song.



If I stay here my feet will freeze

And then the cold will reach my knees,

My wings won't flap, my eyes will close,

Defeated by the winter snows.




And that's the reason why I know,

Today I really have to go,


Between the rise and the set of the sun,

I'll fly like a bullet escaping the gun.




Farewell my summer feeding ground,

I hope next year I'll be around

To land and feed again once more,

Upon your wild and windy shore
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