Lost Geese
Those Canada Geese are lost again.
Their sense of direction is gone.
Earlier they headed towards the lake
but changed their minds before long.
Now they're headed this way,
honking loudly as they go.
I am sure they will turn around again
because they're lost, you know?
Pretty they are, flying overhead.
Even they're honking's okay.
And now they've turned around again,
headed the other way.
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