Reflex Action
The goose came to a hidden bump on the road
And wondered whether to fly or walk for a bit
But on reflection in a nearby puddle she feared
That piloerection was more than a natural reflex
Turned her back to the kind obstacle and honked
Gathered her fledglings and carefully retreated
It is Christmas soon and they might mistake me
For a turkey and the path leads to the slaughter
25th December 2019
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