Aggressive Party Loving Geese
Geese have a New Year’s Eve party on roof of my house
Daring me to care but I turn my back on them to talk to Klaus.
So they come closer, and shake their confetti and blow their horns.
I cannot help but think most of these silly geese are middle-borns.
Come join us! A frisky one says, giving me a wink. Blowing me a kiss.
Me and my pet cobra give him a glare and a not-so-gentle hiss.
They are getting ready for dancing now. The caller is outrageous though.
“Swing your partner let’s do-si-do, let her flash where the sun don’t go!”
I run into the house to get my square dancing dress with petticoats too.
There is just so much dancing I am not enticed to do….
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