<h2><span><SPAN name="7">THE UNUSUAL GOOSE</SPAN></span><br>
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<span> AND</span><br>
<br>
<span> THE IMBECILIC WOODCUTTER</span><br/></h2>
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<br/>
A woodcutter bought him a gander,<br/>
Or at least that was what he supposed,<br/>
As a matter of fact, 'twas a slander<br/>
As a later occurrence disclosed;<br/>
For they locked the bird up in the garret<br/>
To fatten, the while it grew old,<br/>
And it laid there a twenty-two carat<br/>
Fine egg of the purest of gold!<br/>
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There was much unaffected rejoicing<br/>
In the home of the woodcutter then,<br/>
And his wife, her exuberance voicing,<br/>
Proclaimed him most lucky of men.<br/>
"'Tis an omen of fortune, this gold egg,"<br/>
She said, "and of practical use,<br/>
For this fowl doesn't lay any old egg,<br/>
She's a highly superior goose."<br/>
<br/>
Twas this creature's habitual custom,<br/>
This laying of superfine eggs,<br/>
And they made it their practice to dust 'em<br/>
And pack them by dozens in kegs:<br/>
But the woodcutter's mind being vapid<br/>
And his foolishness more than profuse,<br/>
In order to get them more rapid<br/>
He slaughtered the innocent goose.<br/>
<br/>
He made her a gruel of acid<br/>
Which she very obligingly ate,<br/>
And at once with a touchingly placid<br/>
Demeanor succumbed to her fate.<br/>
With affection that passed the platonic<br/>
They buried her under the moss,<br/>
And her epitaph wasn't ironic<br/>
In stating, "We mourn for our loss."<br/>
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And THE MORAL: It isn't much use,<br/>
As the woodcutter found to be true,<br/>
To lay for an innocent goose<br/>
Just because she is laying for you.<br/>
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